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There's wind blowing in my ears You stay your steely gaze on me I see the truth in your eyes Oh, and I'm bleeding You speak, and all I am is listening A candied resonance endowed Your words, they're living in the light, But they're not casting a shadow It's not pity, pain, not jealousy There's not a wrinkle on your face But I'm not close enough to see Why you sit in empty space Run down, run down I'm run down, run down I'm trapt just above the surface Looking miles underground Asunder, tiredly I sit and think Why all we do is run and drink Away Plans and dreams and hopes aloft While conscience suffers As bombs go off Run down, run down I'm run down, run down I'm trapt just above the surface Looking miles underground
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 2:02 PM UTC
Above/Below
There's wind blowing in my ears You stay your steely gaze on me I see the truth in your eyes Oh, and I'm bleeding You speak, and all I am is listening A candied resonance endowed Your words, they're living in the light, But they're not casting a shadow It's not pity, pain, not jealousy There's not a wrinkle on your face But I'm not close enough to see Why you sit in empty space Run down, run down I'm run down, run down I'm trapt just above the surface Looking miles underground Asunder, tiredly I sit and think Why all we do is run and drink Away Plans and dreams and hopes aloft While conscience suffers As bombs go off Run down, run down I'm run down, run down I'm trapt just above the surface Looking miles underground
Mark Vandergon 2012
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 2:02 PM UTC
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