Standing paper man to fall from winds he knows will pull apart his folds drifting out of reach the city forms another blind eye to the fact that life is change and letting go is living the day awaits for chance to split the nerve go headfirst underneath the path weve sewn today will this come as just months stuck dressed in time rule out these battlewounds ensure the light still moves throughout and its time we figured out what answers show their face im chipping away the puzzles that we put to test they teach me i cant hide behind the walls ive known for so long when a wind sweeps me from this home its all right now the clock begins to tick and stops again ill try and wait i will try and wait for you to see its killing us youll try ill wait for you to see that its driving us away

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