00:30Once there was a silent canvas, sleeping stories unimagined, words of motives, hopes and wonder, whence will be names, words will sell to blood.
00:46Something like that, here we came, shoulder wings in the madness, take it off the road, spark the brain, and ain't been open for a time, to love and win, to kiss your hand.
01:05Come and start, sit down and back, we are the righteous of another way to be.
01:20We are the righteous of whatever we find, the moment alone, with unbeknown, the place that the world imagines hold.
01:40The primary need to touch the ground, only later to echo.
01:46We are the righteous of another way to be.
02:16Something we care, there we keep, shoulder wings in the brightest shape.
02:23The fourth rowers, spite the brain, and aiming all this far away.
02:30The moment alone, with unbeknown, the place that the world imagines hold.
02:37The final need to touch the stars, only later to echo.
02:44The final need to touch the stars, only later to echo.
02:52The final need to touch the stars, only later to echo.
02:58The final need to touch the stars, only later to echo.
03:20The final need to touch the stars, only later to echo.
03:24The final need to touch the stars, only later to go.
03:25The final need to head, the final need to find out, what we find to be.
03:27Fartainers, lost to life, lost to life
03:32Ready to run fight to be right
03:34A good, good, good, good, good, good, good
03:52Fish, a good, good, good, beautiful, wonderful, wonderful fantasy
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