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the owls at my window are asking me 'who?'
and prayers were overcast by a conscience sure to ruin you
when running after sumthin' is rather more like being pursued
if i had known better., guess i'd 'a took off too
/oh there's a frequency frequently found
and the fear of that place makes my nightmares seem safe
when 3 fingered bandits abound
so keep your eyes on the skies as i supply the sound
when time begins to dangle, dimensions must collide
debris past all angles and again from every side
now just beyond the beams of light we go
together goin' up as we once were below/
they say "do not be afraid" and ''be afraid not do"
took you from your bed up to the clouds and thru
'will we one day return?' -is what i aimed to ask
but just before i could they said "yur never going back!"/
