It's a time when you think it's all over
Live a life, then you roll over and die
I don't feel pain, I don't travel this line
Levitate and feel the ground get closer
Ecstacy made every step a mile -
When it becomes waste, why hold on for dear life?
White pain in the blue-eyed breakup
All paths divide
Life has a way of opening up.
All names travel with their owners
Though they've no space, they move all around
I see invisible movement in every town
Every cry is a seperate emotion
Happenings are planned and then they arrive
They go on with or without you there
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