Ordinaries
Brain Forest Rytual
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Ordinaries
Ordinary days ordinary places ordinary faces with glassy eyes
I just want to go back to the edge where I belong
Who still wants to go back to the edge where I belong
Who waits tomorrow or night to be a sign of life
Who waits for answer and for trace
I wait
Wait
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Ordinary mouth ordinary stories ordinary games with paper spiral
I still want to go back to the space where I lost my step
I still want to go back to the space where I lost my space
Who waits tomorrow or night to be a sign of life
Who waits for answer and for trace
I wait
Wait
Wipe your eyes by my hands
Sometimes
And take me high
To the ground I've never walked on
To the house I've never gone to
To the door I've never stepped through
To the bed I've never laid in
Take me high.