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It’s cold like solid gold, like the sky never died
I might arrange a film, a collection of stones that spin at the viewers will
We walk all night to feel alright
When its light, the mind is torn asunder
By the thunder and the rain
The woods look clean once the rains have been
Clear piercing green, transcendental cosmic music can be heard as well as seen
We walk all night to feel alright
When its light, the mind is torn asunder
By the thunder and the rain