Funny this place we sit,
beyond nothing and everything,
yeah that's it.
It's all so big,
a looming vision, the call from the skies,
senseless energy that never dies.
Just listen dear,
sit back and coil in the depth of my voice,
sit back, sit back,
filter through options of choice.
I cant force you,
but this is gold,
this is dust,
any single second wont feel like the last.
Give in to the nee…
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