Kinetic - August | Текст песни

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Sand is turning into glass,
sweat is turning into vapour
Moments that've once forever passed
Are cycling like the surf
Whalers are heading away
Into the infinite sky
Noone to fight today
Where the countless tresures lie

Don't interrupt this fair conversation
Vibrations I get from the bottom of the sea
These fingers of mine don't touch me
Don't touch me

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