these long dreams take the breath from me.
i wake to see the sun setting,
and the small things i am forgetting.
carry on, carry on, things will get better.
you say. you say.
but i no longer play with that kind of fire.
i can't stand the wars.
the world just ended overnight,
and now i search for stars.
turn them on, leave them on, they're all that matters.
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