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Time Traveler
03:33
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His rags ring out salt and blood
He's dressed in drag again
Well maybe tomorrow he'll find some ground again
The clocks play a tune and spring forward an hour or two
But he is holding back the minute hand
For he can't stand another moment away
In this distant land.
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Wings of Birds
04:33
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The lakes are all but gone
And the view was all too much
It's spread avast like the wings of birds
It's reach was all but far
The leaves on the oak tree are evolving
Soon to leave home behind, and blanket earth
The owls signal lust
Their sweet voices are ever involving
Her majesty, she's a tapestry
Covering stained windows to the sounds of the world
These are the sounds of the world
Sirens screeching
Wolves singing
Crows preaching
Wild eyes gleaming
Sirens screeching while I'm singing
Crows preaching
Tired eyes blinking
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