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Time Bending
03:57
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Can’t see it midday. It all comes at night. If you’re lucky to see it—all the glittering light—you’ll know there’s something else to it. There are millions more, not just gas and core. It’s the distance from suns, and there’s more than just one. There’s so many of them, and they’re so far away. We can’t bend time to get there, and can barely even see. The pictures they take give us clues, yet each one is from the past. I don’t know my purpose in this, but it’s obvious it’s minuscule at best. Other oceans in space, busy with life: They are parallel places, unreachable sights. It’s strange, but there’s something else to it. There are millions more, not just gas and core. There’s so many of them, and they’re so far away. We can’t bend time to get there, and can barely even see. The pictures they take give us clues, yet each one is from the past. I don’t know my purpose in this, but it’s obvious it’s minuscule at best. You see the lights ahead, as they’re flying in?
Will they find us first, or will we find them? If we could make the trip, it’d be a giant risk. What if we never find our way back to our little atmosphere again? There’s so many of them, and they’re so far away. We can’t bend time to get there, and can barely even see. The pictures they take give us clues, yet each one is from the past. I don’t know my purpose in this, but it’s obvious it’s minuscule at best.
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We Could Be Arsonists
04:47
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It’s wind over wind, and it’s cold upon dark. But outside the door, the weather is clear and unfailing. None of us really need the medication. I don’t want any other revelations. But we have to stay awake because the stakes are high. We have to stay awake because the stakes are high. We could be arsonists with the impetus.
We could be infamous if it were effortless. We could be mobsters if we were in the family. We could be crime lords if we got out of bed today. Mechanical walls are squeezing us in. But outside the room, the space goes on forever. None of us really need the medication. I don’t want any other revelations. So we have to make our escape because the stakes are high. We have to make our escape because the stakes are high. We could be arsonists with the impetus. We could be infamous if it were effortless. We could be mobsters if we were in the family. We could be crime lords if we got out of bed today. Can’t you get up, get up with me? Strike a match and start it slowly. Watch the fire spread swiftly everywhere we look.
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Rumbling
03:37
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Oh ticking time… they know that there’s trouble in line. Not much to do but look at their shoes and wait for the moment of nothing or crime. Until then it's a rumbling train with conversation strained in a heavy rain. Until then, it's a hundred thoughts bottlenecked at the cross. Oh ticking time… fanatic beliefs kill a man in his prime. Left on the floor, so they know what's in store. All they can see are the ominous signs. Until then it's a rumbling train with conversation strained in a heavy rain. Until then, it's a hundred thoughts bottlenecked at the cross. Soon, they'll know it soon. Keep hope in the room. Until then it's a rumbling train with conversation strained in a heavy rain. Until then, it's a hundred thoughts bottlenecked at the cross.
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