time reconstructed in our minds seems muchly worthwile
say, coming back onto the tracks is what you've been trying
but weight that you've been holding up is making deep stamps
on your skin, on your mind
you made us all free and now it cost you too much
we feel drawn in
lights cover all the roads that are supposed to grow dark
reveal every secret that even the sky can't hide
you want to grow but above the root there's something nesting
teeth and claws, claiming all
the new is what is paralysing for the nurture of your own
we feel drawn in

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