...



Still falling
Breathless and on again
Inside today
Beside me today
A round broken in two
'til your eyes shed into dust
Like two strangers turning into dust
'til my hand shook the way of fear

I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your fate
Under...your fate

It was you
breathless and tall
I could feel my eyes turning into dust
And two strangers turning into dust
Turning into dust.


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