Bauhaus the three shadows part 1

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Running without aim
Through the razor weeds
That only reach my knees
And when I'm lying in the gray sleep
I don't know how to walk the boards
I open my eyes, and look at the floor
And now I don't see you anymore
There is no choice
We make the point to counteract
A threatening hand, close my hold
As we near the atmosphere

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