Warm Brains
i pedal faster
now that Iâm done it wont be long, building harms all
that Iâve done, walking in my sleep past rows of twisted
castles, I wake from dreams in fits of laughterâ¦
Iâve seen the changes over time, warm tears wonât
ever bring it backâ¦
start tearing arms from giant structures, historyâs null in
these golden pastures, heavy like my sweat I pedal
faster, but theyâll move on and leave their rubbishâ¦
weâve smelt to rot for many years, Iâve tried to hold
back the tide, try smiling drink to pasture gone, cause
warm tears wonât ever bring it back
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- Big Wow