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Wind. the wind |
| [00:20.14] |
Begin to ascend. |
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Reach for anything, |
| [00:27.95] |
As the air has no end. |
| [00:33.89] |
But soon, you'll wind |
| [00:37.61] |
Down through the air |
| [00:42.94] |
With only the cold, hard ground |
| [00:47.98] |
Meeting you there. |
| [00:56.26] |
Feel the soil |
| [01:00.75] |
Running through your nose. |
| [01:04.65] |
It's a wound down music box |
| [01:09.59] |
That doesn't know how it goes. |
| [01:13.85] |
It's a simple memory |
| [01:18.71] |
That falls apart as it grows. |
| [01:22.96] |
It's a simple memory |
| [01:27.48] |
That falls apart as it grows. |
| [02:08.86] |
Now that picture is cracked |
| [02:11.52] |
And the color is gone. |
| [02:13.21] |
And the last thing I remember |
| [02:15.62] |
I can no longer see. |
| [02:17.81] |
There's a tree that grows into |
| [02:19.86] |
A tree that collapses. |
| [02:24.32] |
But from there, it goes off |
| [02:25.67] |
Into the scenery. |
