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sözleri yazmayı unutmuşum
ahanda sözler ;
dreaming of that face again.
its bright and blue and shimmering.
grinning wide
and comforting me with its three warm and wild eyes.
on my back and tumbling
down that hole and back again
rising up
and wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.
in... out... in... out... in... out...
a childs rhyme stuck in my head.
it said that life is but a dream.
ive spent so many years in question
to find ive known this all along.
"so good to see you.
ive missed you so much.
so glad its over.
ive missed you so much
came out to watch you play.
why are you running away?
came out to watch you play.
why are you running away?"
shroud-ing all the ground around me
is this holy crow above me.
black as holes within a memory
and blue as our new second sun.
i stick my hand into his shadow
to pull the pieces from the sand.
which i attempt to reassemble
to see just who i might have been.
i do not recognize the vessel,
but the eyes seem so familiar.
like phosphorescent desert buttons
singing one familiar song...
"so good to see you.
ive missed you so much.
so glad its over.
ive missed you so much.
came out to watch you play.
why are you running away?
came out to watch you play.
why are you running away?"
{kalin: prying open my third eye.
prying open my third eye.
prying open my third eye.
prying open my third eye.}
so good to see you once again.
i thought that you were hiding.
and you thought that i had run away.
chasing the tail of dogma.
i opened my eye and there we were.
so good to see you once again
i thought that you were hiding from me.
and you thought that i had run away.
chasing a trail of smoke and reason.
prying open my third eye.x8
ahanda sözler ;
dreaming of that face again.
its bright and blue and shimmering.
grinning wide
and comforting me with its three warm and wild eyes.
on my back and tumbling
down that hole and back again
rising up
and wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.
in... out... in... out... in... out...
a childs rhyme stuck in my head.
it said that life is but a dream.
ive spent so many years in question
to find ive known this all along.
"so good to see you.
ive missed you so much.
so glad its over.
ive missed you so much
came out to watch you play.
why are you running away?
came out to watch you play.
why are you running away?"
shroud-ing all the ground around me
is this holy crow above me.
black as holes within a memory
and blue as our new second sun.
i stick my hand into his shadow
to pull the pieces from the sand.
which i attempt to reassemble
to see just who i might have been.
i do not recognize the vessel,
but the eyes seem so familiar.
like phosphorescent desert buttons
singing one familiar song...
"so good to see you.
ive missed you so much.
so glad its over.
ive missed you so much.
came out to watch you play.
why are you running away?
came out to watch you play.
why are you running away?"
{kalin: prying open my third eye.
prying open my third eye.
prying open my third eye.
prying open my third eye.}
so good to see you once again.
i thought that you were hiding.
and you thought that i had run away.
chasing the tail of dogma.
i opened my eye and there we were.
so good to see you once again
i thought that you were hiding from me.
and you thought that i had run away.
chasing a trail of smoke and reason.
prying open my third eye.x8
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