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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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