Sidewalk's Remanence
Yesterdays Ring
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As a flower, eases its way through the sidewalk, I see it.
Its colour possesses the town, creating all the by-standers {to frown}.
As I walk up to it, there's nothing more, I've got to find a way, oh.
There's nothing more, I've got to find a way out.
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These thorns are protected by a layer; a layer of dust.
These thorns are protected by the sidewalk.
As I walk up to it, gracefully I'm stopped and astounded by its thorns.
As I walk up to it, gracefully I'm stopped and astounded by its thorns, oh no.
These thorns are protected by a layer; a layer of dust.
These thorns are protected by a layer; a layer of dust.