Sittin' here, in this room Windows open, TV is on Sky is grey, that's ok Is that ok, are we ok Sit & think Of dreams last night I wonder if They couldn't save my father on mend I can't understand I couldn't understand I don't understand Journey of a man Woman of right/?afraid? Child all life All that stuff inside The outside so tough On many different things I would talk about Yeah we mean so much more An open door or a flat spread hand Just pounds of all In the warming cold A healing warm And a lonely soul And do we see it so soon? Do we seal the fame? As we write the words But we don't create We do create do we do we create create Similazed nature but we can build a tree Or plant a seed Or make a sky
Self inside we are hide It doesn't work Damned curse Stupid dumb, i'm feeling numb It's where i'm from It's where i'm from
Just concentrate I never came Will meditate Will d-i-s-i-n-t-e-g-r-a-t-e Disintegrate...disintegrate..disintegrate... disintegrate...disintegrate...disintegrate disintegrate...disintegrate
Make sure...chronicle It happened When it happen? Let's remember when it...when it actually happened So that it will never happen again
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