The thought that you found Takes you to town Smashes your face, burns at your heart,Then you go home and turn it in to art.

It's not easy to die
No matter how dumb you are you eventually rise
If not today then maybe tomorrow.
Don't let that soul get away,
Let it fly till your dying day.
This is the chance
For one last glance at why.

Don't cry for the time you lost in your life. Kiss them goodbye and see what's left. I know it's you, I know it's you. I'm blistering to winds coming in from Africa to Málaga.

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