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the field,
the field of tall grass: it seems so vacant.
just a little whisper of the wind,
to know that it's just my body and the deep blue sky that made me insane.
where is the orange pink streaky sunset over the east coast break water?
where is my heart that felt so full?
my ache it grows bigger with every taste of reality.
i feel alone.
and i guess...
there's not much i can do,
but just do what i'm supposed to.
i want to sleep.
the field of tall grass: it seems so vacant.
just a little whisper of the wind,
to know that it's just my body and the deep blue sky that made me insane.
where is the orange pink streaky sunset over the east coast break water?
where is my heart that felt so full?
my ache it grows bigger with every taste of reality.
i feel alone.
and i guess...
there's not much i can do,
but just do what i'm supposed to.
i want to sleep.