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It feels like a long dream
Toying with stories on tv
And concepts of coming back down to earth
But with solid air
Mother heads back from where we went
Blurs of green like paint
Start to mix with all the grays
All the grays
See your hand, my face
Read your lips, you're so far away
You're so far away
Light grabs me by the legs and drags me out
In my dreams I lead
I watch as walls collapse, and colors collide, with things I can't exchange
Solace neurotic
(Hey, this message is for Kaleb. This is Mike, Judah and William's dad. I was just making sure you're okay. The boys said they couldn't get a hold of you, and if you guys need to cancel the gig this Sunday, whatever. Just wanna make sure you're doing alright, alright? Anyway, you can give me a call back, this is my phone number so, bye)