Zelda, you asked me to wake you
If I woke up before you
and you were still stuck inside
I'm here to tell you
We're not awake, yet
Zelda, you look between two worlds
A tunnel with two ends
Pitch black in the middle
Like a train (?)
Zelda, it's just not important
The small things we suffer
It's in an ocean
That swims between us

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