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good enough for me
the wonder of it all

when the time is right I’ll leave this party

no disruption to the flow

you may never even notice that I’ve gone


I will step into the dark streets

some part of me still hoping

time will not erase my tracks


we have only one concern: survival

it’s the only song we know

so prepare yourself to dance upon its strings


you must occupy the future

leave breadcrumbs in the forest

pray someone will bring you home





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