| [01:14.081] |
Smoothe and make as was |
| [01:18.934] |
Smell come in on the train |
| [01:23.788] |
Then dunk in sacrone |
| [01:28.547] |
Left at trow's ennui |
| [01:33.198] |
All hours anchor |
| [01:37.813] |
To the aching bone |
| [01:42.636] |
Programmed without form |
| [01:47.274] |
Programmed without sound |
| [02:02.432] |
Austere known your pen |
| [02:07.135] |
Throats inside of glass |
| [02:11.798] |
Hanging next to me |
| [02:16.467] |
Eyes all disappear |
| [02:21.262] |
Gloss tones speak in turn |
| [02:25.817] |
Chew in such a rush |
| [02:30.609] |
Lands strength a rolling home |
| [02:35.351] |
Lie doesn't hold mass |
| [02:56.153] |
I found myself awake and walking |
| [03:03.524] |
The two of you arrive |
| [03:06.676] |
Backs turned to the spitting |
| [03:10.065] |
But they have not a dream |
| [03:14.334] |
No one was there |
| [03:17.966] |
Look towards the face |
| [03:21.581] |
Becoming very clear |
