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  • words flow slowly out
    And smooth their shapes
    Crossing ground to meet me here in my return
    To meet me here when I return
    The sound sleep
    The Morning calls
    You’ve been here
    You’ve been here
    The hundred letters hug so hard
    The little letters meet my eye
    Just take a spin to the place
    no more sleep to morning grace
    No more light the days to come
    Till you’re back here, you back here
    The hanging threads we spin our young
    Wish you let go,need you back here
    And the secrets told once with that yet another way
    Words mean much to heart
    We are little said and quickly spurn
    Morning dream is fool’s cascades
    The shooting stars are lord short rage
    And with morning lost
    There is no such thing as a wise man, a wise man
    With little truth they take to drink
    And wiser yeah you are right now
    No secret is told,no one is told
    So it’s going on
    Here is what we learn and what we know
    Take your pick now
    And bent some hope
    No Picking up your cell phone as someone’s call
    No happy love
    We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint
    No happy love
    We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint
  • [00:16.91]words flow slowly out
    [00:20.25]And smooth their shapes
    [00:22.29]Crossing ground to meet me here in my return
    [00:28.00]To meet me here when I return
    [00:31.79]The sound sleep
    [00:33.62]The Morning calls
    [00:35.58]You’ve been here
    [00:37.54]You’ve been here
    [00:47.58]The hundred letters hug so hard
    [00:51.33]The little letters meet my eye
    [00:55.20]Just take a spin to the place
    [00:59.00]no more sleep to morning grace
    [01:02.87]No more light the days to come
    [01:06.41]Till you’re back here, you back here
    [01:18.62]The hanging threads we spin our young
    [01:21.79]Wish you let go,need you back here
    [01:31.95]And the secrets told once with that yet another way
    [01:57.58]Words mean much to heart
    [02:00.91]We are little said and quickly spurn
    [02:04.87]Morning dream is fool’s cascades
    [02:09.04]The shooting stars are lord short rage
    [02:12.62]And with morning lost
    [02:14.20]There is no such thing as a wise man, a wise man
    [02:28.29]With little truth they take to drink
    [02:31.45]And wiser yeah you are right now
    [02:41.79]No secret is told,no one is told
    [02:48.96]So it’s going on
    [02:57.12]Here is what we learn and what we know
    [03:04.45]Take your pick now
    [03:12.37]And bent some hope
    [03:16.12]No Picking up your cell phone as someone’s call
    [03:27.87]No happy love
    [03:31.45]We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint
    [04:14.58]No happy love
    [04:18.04]We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint