We've grown up in these barren lands.
Now, it's time to part ways like the red sea.
You'll
be
two
steps
ahead.
I'll follow
among this
heavy
dust.
Breathing won't be easy,
Nor will leading.
I'll
reach
out
for
you.
Only to be blown back
by your tornado
filled with
success and
solitude.
No
d
i
r
e
c
t
i
o
n
or
r
e
c
o
l
l
e
c
t
i
o
n.
Desert and dirt
for
miles.
I'll be left to wander with the immense somber sand.
Sw
ir
li
ng,
Farther
And
Farther
And
Farther
And
Further
You'll be.
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