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11-19-2010, 02:18 AM
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Something's causing fear to fly Rising like a dark night in silence Traveling slow with broken boats Heading for the sky and I'm an island I watched you disappear into the clouds Swept away into another town The sun is in the east Rising for the beasts and the beauties I wish that I could tear it down Plant it in the ground to warm your face And I built myself a castle on the beach Watching as it slid into the sea |
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