You’d be forgiven for succumbing to dismay, all of us have to eventually someday. I think you have the strength and the fortitude to walk through the valley and now I pray I have it to should the night take me away, night take me away. Can you know anyone, when you don’t know yourself? We’re just two kids playing house, it suddenly got heavy. Can you still come together and hold on to yourself, we’re just two kids playing house it suddenly got heavy. Long winded letters kept a copy for myself. You were out looking I was tripping somewhere else. We took some time to let the time put us back on the shelf, and now however far away it is isn’t far enough for me, far enough for me. Repeat Chorus. Out here, cool air. Anyone, anytime, anywhere. And it feels like you’re on fire, doused by heavy rains, you’ll have to be floods again. And the flames keep growing higher, banksia seed remains. Born from the floods again
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