the
feelin is like
floatin along,
the city of light keeps me company
as dark visits my pupils
and you chastise
and you
criticize.
but baby,
it dont matter
im so far away
im high when i stand on the ground
so say what you say
im just waiting. thats all
just waiting with my eyes closed.
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Skeletons in Prose Nightmares from cultures visited Replenished over horizons reversed this is the way the ground envelops me
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