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Jan 2012
to grow
in a town with only one
road

there are two ways in
but no way out

now i'm lost
in the hills
of my mouth

so i fill up my cup
and flood them all
out

for now

we wouldn't last
in the past
*** it's gone

we're wrapped up
in the now
and we don't
know how

sing!
let it ring!
*** you can!

you have hands
so cover up your eyes
and learn how to fly
high
in your mind

oh we're stuck in a dream
of our own,
where the stars meet their end
to live again
as our skin
kilo
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