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Falling, falling like a drop of rain
It's gray, it's blue, it is all the same
And time stops but the gears are still turning inside
Like clockwork, the fog clears and you come into mind

And your hands, they're so cold on my skin
And my eyes barely open, see the rim
Of the smoke on the water
Rising and falling in repeat forever

Rising, rising like a plume of fire
The smoke twist and it drips on the ground
The wind blows then it slows and it's cold all around me
But I'd sit and compare the wind to the rain

And your hands, they're so cold on my skin
And my eyes barely open, see the rim
Of the smoke on the water
Rising and falling in repeat forever

We will rise, we will fall down
We will rise, we will fall down

And your hands, they're so cold on my skin
And my eyes barely open, see the rim
Of the smoke on the water
Rising and falling in repeat forever

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