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Take me down from this cloud of ecstasy The higher we go the harder this fall is gonna be It took me nineteen years to begin to know myself How many more years until I truly trust someone else? It's cold up here There's groups of clouds far as the eye can see People crowd floating around mostly aimlessly It took me twenty years to begin to know myself How many more years until I truly love someone else? It's raining now My cloud disintegrates It wets my feet The people crowd anticipating my fall almost expectantly By twenty-one years will I know myself? How many more years until I truly find the root of doubt?
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Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 8:58 PM UTC
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Take me down from this cloud of ecstasy The higher we go the harder this fall is gonna be It took me nineteen years to begin to know myself How many more years until I truly trust someone else? It's cold up here There's groups of clouds far as the eye can see People crowd floating around mostly aimlessly It took me twenty years to begin to know myself How many more years until I truly love someone else? It's raining now My cloud disintegrates It wets my feet The people crowd anticipating my fall almost expectantly By twenty-one years will I know myself? How many more years until I truly find the root of doubt?
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Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 8:58 PM UTC
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