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Lyrics:
Everything that I see around me Is sliding, sliding, sliding away
Traces of time locks in the pages Belong in the moment True life lives, in lies
I shall wait under the tree From day to day and hour to hour The meeting place
Out of home and wet, it's alright Colored in soft lips, it's okay Ooh, oh, oh
Everything that I see around me Is sliding, sliding, sliding away
I shall wait under the tree From day to day and hour to hour The meeting place
Memory persist, it's alright Curious friendships, it's okay
Hit like hollow drums, it's alright Watch out here she comes, it's okay Ooh, oh, oh
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