There’s a hole in your heart, begging for adventure.
Play yourself a new track, set traps for the future.
On your own.
The unknown.
Rules of conformity, heavy clouds of reason.
They’re hiding the beauty of your free distortions.
On your own.
The unknown.
With your soul, now you see it.
The landscape is infinite.
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