wake me darling
hold my heart
cause life is getting shorter
we get older
time and space mean less now
just two vessels wind
we'll be floating figurines
permanently caught inside a weightless dream
waving fondly
where our bodies lie
we're bound by nothing
spirit's drawn to light
we're manifesting
perfect resting sleep
we'll be floating figurines
permanently caught inside a weightless dream
hold my body while we pass the time
time is flying by
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