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I’m going southbound, on slowly moving train,
I think I kinda like it here,
I’m soaking, singing, in this cruelly flooding rain,
But to me the sky’s completely clear.

My body tumbles
Through a pane of rigid glass,
But the landing’s soft as it can be,
I wait for tears, but the numbness will not pass
No feelings here to bother me

Here we are we’re slowly sinking,
Into the sea,
The first time I come up for air no one to rescue me
Here we are we’re slowly sinking,
No space in time,
I would have had the money,
But the money wasn’t mine.

They come so quickly,
The punches feel like air,
The hits just soften with each blow,
It should cut deeply,
But it doesn’t even scar,
It’s like the skin just doesn’t know

I check a compass,
To find which way to go,
But even that can’t tell me where,
At least a spinning would indicate a flow,
But the needle simply isn’t there.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, trying to get out,
Try to hear above the noise without having to shout
Here we are we’re slowly sinking,
No space in time,
I would have had the money,
But the money wasn’t mine.

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from (​.​.​.​is innocent), released September 27, 2016

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