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You fall around these nights where
You made me come, dear,
Leave all the days behind that made you run.
I sure forget the days that you told me to,
I was such a waste, when I cut myself out.

Now the fall is over baby,
You'll descend but at a rate you'll find is slow!

And all these times afraid to walk the road
That you have to take, there is no other way,
It's for survival of you, though you want me to,
I'll decorate these heights, I'll make it fit right.

Somehow we wait from old to young,
Now the world is small,
All the way over.

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