Music...
I get lost in it all
And never want to leave.
Like raising cold water to closed eyelids
I am washed
I am rinsed
I am awakened
And yet I dream.
And never want to leave.
Like raising cold water to closed eyelids
I am washed
I am rinsed
I am awakened
And yet I dream.
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