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All I know today is
Patterns carved inside of my mind
The memories dance between joy and remorse
Some happiest of days, I played the hero
Black horseback, razing, the villian rides
This drama feels so convincing we step through the scenes as if we're not on stage
This dream fools us so convincingly (we) got caught forgotten how we dream
Sunshine on my faces
Shadows in the back of my minds
In every group of straws there's a short one
What happens when my lands are saturated?
How will I groan when the oceans rise?
This drama feels so convincing we step through the scenes as if we're not on stage
This dream fools us so convincingly (we) got caught forgotten how we dream
Far too many players
Excessive extras enter the scene
Midday garb is gray and gunpowder speckled and blood
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