Crossing

[00:53.67] A soft touch with my finger on the bed sheet of my uncharted pond
[01:01.46] and all becomes a different scene
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[01:18.15] what I cleared is what I wrote
[01:21.23] remnants of a story I could have grasped
[01:25.75] for nature's vision and binding laws
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[01:42.94] project my human flaws
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[01:51.60] only for me to find some more
[01:55.16] project my human flaws
[02:00.73]
[02:03.87] only for me to find some more
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[02:31.51] gliding through myths and worries
[02:37.68] followed by sense and stories
[02:43.75] I knock on these endless doors
[02:49.81] walk in colors, face what's true or false
[02:56.94]
[03:44.43] gliding through myths and worries
[03:50.41] followed by sense and stories
[03:56.67] I knock on these endless doors
[04:02.69] walk in colors, face what's true or false
[04:58.29] opposite stories never impact
[05:02.99] sails against a gusty wind
[05:05.92] choke through chaos and time
[05:09.04] begging to find the crossing line
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