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Lifted off the ground For how long? Even if I am bound I now feel so strong They tried to stop me But time has come My last ride will be free Lover, I’m coming home Blues is the way, sore is the path I am the aftermath Go on my love, she said We’ll die in the same bed Come on, split the waters This light should be turned off when I die If I was a car, I would be a star If I was a sound, I would jump around If I was a color, I would taste sour If I was a person, I would be… If I was a day, I would stay away If I was a clue, I would sleep into you If I was something, I bet I would sting If I was myself I would be you Stitch the seas when I die I’m not a god (that’ll leave)
