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Album: Ghosts Again
We'll separate our time and places.
Locating soon our hands and faces.
But by the time the space runs thin, we'll be starting there again.
And we'll be starting at the end and I don't care if you can see me running now.
We're scared to explore, we want something more than this place that we live under.
We've torn apart our time and places, forgotten where we've left our traces.
But by the time the bones lock in we'll be breaking them again.
And we'll have torn them limb from limb and I don't care if you can see me bleeding out.
We're scared to explore, we want something more than this place that we live under.
When we find the figure, we find the reason and in the end we'll be ghosts again.
I found a light.
I've been cold and bare.
I found the way leading up the stairs.
Now can I know?
I've found my home.
We're scared to explore, we want something more than this place that we live...
We're scared to explore, we want something more than this place that we live under.
When we find the figure, we find the reason and in the end we'll be ghosts again.
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