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It’s getting kinda late The sun is gone for the day The tides grow fonder of the darkeness Waiting for their Queen to rise Send me to the moon At least I’ll be happy there I try to forget this growing worry That the Earth will end soon Should I panic or should I ride this storm No one ever told me The world could be so cold I wish I could turn time And live the good days Sunsets, Moonlights Sunrise, it’s all fine At least it was a good life Can you return to me Because I need your warmth Please return to me Because I miss your energy You’re my beam of light In this rather dull life You’re what keeps me going You’re what makes me feel right Fill my heart with joy Even if it’s just for a second Stare into my eyes And wipe away my tears Look into my soul And you’ll find me, In the deepest part of space I never felt like I belonged I was always felt out of place I entered the plane one day But it feels like I never left I never saw the change But as time passes So will I and so will you It’s getting kinda late But the Sun will return soon
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Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 9:07 PM UTC
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It’s getting kinda late The sun is gone for the day The tides grow fonder of the darkeness Waiting for their Queen to rise Send me to the moon At least I’ll be happy there I try to forget this growing worry That the Earth will end soon Should I panic or should I ride this storm No one ever told me The world could be so cold I wish I could turn time And live the good days Sunsets, Moonlights Sunrise, it’s all fine At least it was a good life Can you return to me Because I need your warmth Please return to me Because I miss your energy You’re my beam of light In this rather dull life You’re what keeps me going You’re what makes me feel right Fill my heart with joy Even if it’s just for a second Stare into my eyes And wipe away my tears Look into my soul And you’ll find me, In the deepest part of space I never felt like I belonged I was always felt out of place I entered the plane one day But it feels like I never left I never saw the change But as time passes So will I and so will you It’s getting kinda late But the Sun will return soon
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Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 9:07 PM UTC
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