Do you hear me calling you,
The voice of a
Whoahh whoaah yyeah, ahh-ohh yeah
Though you don't call me anymore,
The red light of the sun,
slowly descending.
The sky is all
Took the path of least resisitance
Into the great unknown
No directory
like waves to the shore
part of the ocean
the stars high
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