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    I would bet you don't care
    So I pray to the ether
    I thought the city air would hear me whisper

    When the blue expanse of morning comes
    You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby
    I don't break in icy blasts
    I ache for the past, like a baby

    A tourist in your head
    I capture shining moments
    To busy myself with whenever you're a jerk

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    When the blue expanse of morning comes
    You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby
    I don't break in icy blasts
    I ache for the past, like a baby

    This gnawing emptiness seeps in like a cold mist
    Their touching approval feels so awful

    When the blue expanse of morning comes
    You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby
    I don't break an icy blasts
    I ache for the past, like a baby

    But beauty's few and far between
    Who knows what you have seen...

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    Composition: Hersh Kristin

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