Lyrics:

Sitting Here, Brittle Eyed
it's Only A Step From Where They Say
these Feelings Can Run Out Of Time

naming Words, Measured Years
it's Taking An Age A Bit Too Far
a Diary Of Weighted Days
battle Cries Of Beaten Lies
we're Searching Through All The Reasons Why
and Leaving A Past Memorial

where The Will May, Find A Way In,
the Dials Of The Moon Could Steer My Way
to Love Of The Future Prize
i Am Treasure, And I Am Trove
so Strike Up The Sand Again Dear Man
it's Only A Counting Game Of Time

crazy
it Made Me Crazy

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