Thunderbird
White Hinterland
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In the morning,
While you're sleeping
Barely moving, heavy breathing
In the morning,
I am leaving, the horizon
My undoing
Different cities, bigger cities
Through it all, we were drifting
You cannot keep me,
Keep me steady
The horizon
Always floating
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Through the walls now, I can hear you
Hear you moving, barely breathing
Through the walls now, I can feel you
If that's not you, it must be thunder.