When my mind has seen it's shadow
Winter is in my rear view
The obsolete is following
like a stalker with a plan just waiting
Im supposed to make decisions
but I haven't put aside the proper provisions
so maybe ill just fade with the passing season
im sure no one will ask what's the reason?
just another faded memory
of a girl destined for some invisible glory
though she never made it true
she waited for it to be delivered by every one of you
she faded without a memory
another passing soul lacking density
please don't worry let me pass like the breeze
id like to be on the one to make things freeze
stay in production of keeping the people
completely out of motion
if i could stop time i would
just to stop the happening that should
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