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  • Since we last spoke
    The past eleven weeks
    The stacks of paper left me feeling
    Like sentience is not quite what it seems
    When we last wrote
    It was the sun and me
    With cliffs as high
    And fears as deep with my
    Magnum opus, my starry-eyed recitative
    The color on these trees
    It's like something from a movie
    Last night I smiled
    While laughing at a moonbeam
    We're all moving
    I felt awoke
    Our summer music spree
    My reflections on being cut free
    It's turning out to be the strength I need
    I hope you know
    That there's still joy for me
    In fleeting moments I take relief
    In my suspicion that these past months
    Were a dream
    You should see these trees
    It's like something from a movie
    And when she smiles
    The earth's no longer moving
    The thought's soothing
  • [00:20.340]Since we last spoke
    [00:24.050]The past eleven weeks
    [00:28.000]The stacks of paper left me feeling
    [00:33.690]Like sentience is not quite what it seems
    [00:41.050]When we last wrote
    [00:45.060]It was the sun and me
    [00:48.830]With cliffs as high
    [00:50.790]And fears as deep with my
    [00:54.390]Magnum opus, my starry-eyed recitative
    [01:02.850]The color on these trees
    [01:07.850]It's like something from a movie
    [01:14.030]Last night I smiled
    [01:18.340]While laughing at a moonbeam
    [01:21.980]We're all moving
    [01:33.540]I felt awoke
    [01:37.360]Our summer music spree
    [01:41.700]My reflections on being cut free
    [01:47.280]It's turning out to be the strength I need
    [01:54.760]I hope you know
    [01:58.340]That there's still joy for me
    [02:02.340]In fleeting moments I take relief
    [02:07.430]In my suspicion that these past months
    [02:11.410]Were a dream
    [02:16.220]You should see these trees
    [02:21.010]It's like something from a movie
    [02:26.980]And when she smiles
    [02:31.810]The earth's no longer moving
    [02:35.450]The thought's soothing