Show me some grace,
Coz the legends are gone. 
Try a bit harder, 
Coz the truth was never to be found.
I feel them as high clouds,
and love you as the deep sky.
Tickle the world, 
And it'll show you it's color. 
Let it go,
And you'll be fine with a zero.

I come here, back now 
Running to tear the space, 
Breathing to leave a trace,
Far cross the line 
See it's a sign. 
Lie is what we live, 
Soul was never touched. 
Crowd is lost in crowd, 
Finding myself, 
But it's so loud.
Cry baby, maybe it'll fit,
Hey there stranger, be my friend?

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