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Apr 2014
There’s an emptiness inside my eyes
And a silence kept swimming
Come fly with me

Treading water 'till gold turns to dust
You better know by now
No turning back

Shards in the ocean catch my heart
Just wait and see, old lover
*I’ll set you free
Written by
   --- and Connor Ruther
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