I wake up to the sound of birds that aren't there...
I hear a song but it's been so long I cant seem to see it clear
I've...gone through days
I've...been walking through a haze
The things i touch don't fit my grasp
The words I speak don't seem to last
I think too much so my world just spins
The one I wish you were in...
Oh, the further I fall, the better it seems
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