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11:34Breathing life back into usCan this be the one? The bleeding starts Sing to clear the dust We'll never wish this had begun I've been watching all day and night The sky hangs low and reaches down to you But all the rain can't weigh me down Too much young life, all unbound An incarnation of the age of static We will glide away Dark wet scenery lives here all year Violent storms circle 'round us In a fight we cannot win You and I will surely meet our end We will glide away |