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the flashes from the fireon the grasses, on their faceslet me know just how i've changedas the sky is rearrangingi closed my ears for a secondright as the joke, it had stoppedat that very momentall the hissing, it had pausedwe had to keep it goingwith whatever we had around uscuz the light and warmth was dyingon our isolated islandhe said to keep it straightthrough the swallowing swirlsbut the strength of it's willtakes us back to the shellsthe shellsshell island!but the rocks provide a brightnessthat aligns the path that guides usit all seems to have settledand the three of us are now home. Aus Songtexte Mania