I believe in the little things
that makes you tick
that makes you breathe
befallen, you
Do they know how far you've come
from riding the shores?
I've missed this - how about you?
Damn, what have I done?
From what is left
you rise up, ash in hand
come on up
Surely, the lull is yours
I believed in the little things
The shape of your soles
the shape of your soles
Damn, what have I done?
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