we are somewhere high on the pass
streaming lights like a sea of grass
more real and dull than I reckoned
you're worse removed every second
pray with feeling: forever hunt
once home we'll become what we want
streaming lights like a sea of grass
more real and dull than I reckoned
you're worse removed every second
pray with feeling: forever hunt
once home we'll become what we want
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