You send me
Cheers and gun
I'm waiting
holding.
Or sliding.
Slide in,
feel the future Brush your slow waves
Slow waves,
let it out
All comes out,
to be sentient I'm dreaming,
don't wake up
In silence,
feel the future
Brush your slow waves,
let it out
Nothing
makes it feel
right
Show me we can
let go
Feel the future
Brush your slow waves,
let it out
Nothing
makes it feel
right
Show me we can
let go
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