Στοίχοι: gLee. Priest: The Returning.

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So i go back to that sun On the street,
Am i the only one not counting on my feet?
Maybe I'll just let go.

How many times have i tasted the rain?
Often it seems that I'm crazy,
Only that i don't care anymore.
Does it really matter?
Years come and go.

Go outside to find some air
Ready to count the moon,
Ill with tears, laid up in the bed,
Embodied in my scars.
Finding myself is not what i wanted.

A flashing yellow light
Embarrasses the sun
Unsatisfied and centered i lay.

It's 3:45,
Do they see my eyes?
12:30
Please look my way.