Hello there,
Gentle Son.
A crater,
We're creating.
A crater.
Getting crushed in our dreams,
Or in our dreams,
Doing all the crushing.
Shouting out,
All your plans.
Topless at Sunset,
I saw a woman
Crater,
Getting crushed in her dreams,
Or in her dreams,
She's doing all the crushing.
In the dark,
By the light of your skin,
She'll wonder,
‘How did I fall in?'
Crater.
Getting crushed in your dreams,
Or in your dreams,
Doing all the crushing.
Doing all the crushing.
Doing all the crushing.
Crushing.
Doing all the crushing.

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