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I'm not carried by a wing but arrive by my own feet giants are sleeping as prefab human beings watch their lives wane of meaning I am the becoming being a flux of constant change deceives the ones who think they're safe and I find myself left in the rain closer to them than I understand as I try and push them away I've come to find we are the same we're wanting always wanting starving, for that sense of newness renewal not found in many ways but in waiting on a different day I was drunk on hope thought I saw between the cracks in the road and certainty was something that I could hold we must restore this Songtexte poisoned landscape you take and take leaving trails of waste us, the scavenging race rearrange the stakes you've placed building our futures with former weapons of hate Aus Songtexte Mania