The winds of change rearrange our vision, tried to walk but i've got no rhythm.
Temperatures change and spaces relax. newspaper print left crime on my thumb.
You said it twice but i head you just once. all of these thoughts like fingers and toes.
The sum of every part, the fear in every heart.
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