Running without aim
Through the razor weeds
That only reach my knees
And when I’m lying in the grey sleep
I don’t know how to walk the boards
I open my eyes and look at the floor
And now I don’t see you anymore
There is no choice we make the point
To counteract a threatening hand
Close my hold
Let’s be near
Let’s be near near the atmosphere
Running without aim
Through the razor weeds
That only reach my knees
And when I’m lying in the grey sleep
I don’t know how to walk the boards
I open my eyes and look at the floor
And now I don’t see you anymore
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