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I cry when I realise because I'll never have what I want.
Guess I've been trying to get used to that.
It's only empty air crawling above the plain and around my ankles.
Will I forever walk just wondering what's next or will I find new paths?
ALl is full of pits and destruction only one with an inquisitive mind would approach.
And each pit I unwittingly fall into, there's a fucking staircase.
A really long one that always leads up to unfamiliar landscapes that I eventually get used to.
Because there's always the familiar gust of wind with a force blowing in familiar circles out of the same straw, like a birth canal.
And there's never any chaos for me to be entangled in.
Guess I've been trying to get used to that.
It's only empty air crawling above the plain and around my ankles.
Will I forever walk just wondering what's next or will I find new paths?
ALl is full of pits and destruction only one with an inquisitive mind would approach.
And each pit I unwittingly fall into, there's a fucking staircase.
A really long one that always leads up to unfamiliar landscapes that I eventually get used to.
Because there's always the familiar gust of wind with a force blowing in familiar circles out of the same straw, like a birth canal.
And there's never any chaos for me to be entangled in.