Hands are feeling cold
Bands are playing notes without cellos
It seems I'm growing old
Though my age is nothing to this world
I hear words without meaning now
I mean nothing without verbs
Stranger
Than this world
Though the fires are not here
Bigger
Than the earth
But communication's fierce
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
People passing by
Noticing expressions in their eyes
I think I could fly
If only my apprehensions would define my mind
Stranger
Than this world
Though the fires are not here
Bigger
Than the earth
But communication's fierce
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Slowly take me
Comforting
Then disappears

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