Look at all those citizens complaining empty hands
Pointing at the clouds but falling on the ground
Until the monster sink they'll try to have all the sand
Imputing master ships, getting all the seas and land
Until now, they barely reach the ground
Be part of the movement swinging nowhere,
from somewhere in time
Be lost and then you'll be safe.
Pointing at the clouds but falling on the ground
Until the monster sink they'll try to have all the sand
Imputing master ships, getting all the seas and land
Until now, they barely reach the ground
Be part of the movement swinging nowhere,
from somewhere in time
Be lost and then you'll be safe.
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