How did I collect these clouds?
From rain that fell for days.
Feel bad just to feel sane.
My mother told me...
Make a way out of no way
Why do we still fear the sky,
When planes still soar like gods?
Feel mad just to feel sane.
Somebody told me...
Make a way out of no way
Who will I pass my eyes to?
Mix bodies into soup.
Feel sad just to feel sane.
Nobody told me...
Make a way out of no way
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