Flicking the fear that I'm waiting for
Indescribable Beating electrical
Stones that pass through peacefully in the blender
Head in the blender
Days after days.
Deep in the soil
Hear the testimony
Silent balooning clouds
Fly easily easily easily
Finally I can see that it matters more
Worth changing for
Wish I had these thoughts when I was a youth
Too caught up in the bloody pursuit of truth. X2
Drive through the rain with the windows down
Eyes turn to glass
Parallel lines
Carnival lights Flickering their last light
Fall head first, easily easily easily
Finally I can see. That it matters more
Wish I had these thoughts when I was a youth
Too caught up in the bloody pursuit of truth.

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