Well, I hear the sound
Feel, to the ground
Feel my heart abounding
So the through go-goes
What we got in choosing exchanging blows
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That breeze is blowing
Clouds passing by
Then trains are going
And soul in mine
That sound is burning
In party night
My mind is learning
To get it right
Oh  out of touch
Oh  like losing out of this golden in this rhyme
That’s why next warming reflect in sky
Why turns are these warming ran fish on fry
Those rocks are breaking
Alone for night
That there is shaking
And sleeping in pais
We were drawing the sunset
in morning right
My best kept secret
Look after mine
Then burning is growing
and going die
Pushing and pulling
in soul of mine
The active dying
To bring new life
My heart is trying
To recognize
To answer for the crowd
And not the fine
For what it’s worth now
I will try to get it right.