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Leading everything along

Never far from being wrong

Nevermind these things at all

It's nothing

Couldn't find a way to you

Seems that's all I ever do

Turning up in black and blue



All the static

We all left


Wait until the time has come

Figure that's where time comes from

Leaving all my senses numb

Is heaven

Lifted up the fay to see

Anything could never be

Anything but play to me

In order

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Take it back for them to keep

Fallen into something deep

Not that I had made that leap


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Where have all the wishes gone?

Now that all of that is done

Wish I would've felt I've won

For once