We move in stop motion
And my hands are too clammy
To grip this flagpole
And stick in the ground
We live with no notion
That havens are above
And with my eyes heavy
I'll sink in the mud
We are vast like oceans
Filled with nightmares
Yet our beauty's potent
It seems no one cares
When you're dead and gone
You know I will follow
We could live forever
But the sky will still swallow
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Author:
Noah (
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