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A gust of wind blows out your candles!

Moon Racing Through an Atmosphereless Sky —

I want to take all this
From you
I want to take all this
From you
I want to take all this…

Pain
Racing through an atmosphereless sky
Pain
It’s a trip back in time
Why don’t they see, I just want it to be
Me…

A moon, a meteor
Exploding like a billion fireworks
A chance to change the future
I can’t help but feel
This dream must be real…

A hospital room
A fleeting bird
A plan that wakes confusion

All of this congeals
In a constantly turning wheel
And now you get to heal

Yes, this dream must be…


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