Below the road a dozen times now
The fascinating book of strings
Within the leeway, behind the sandhouse
Picks the leaves
Suns to lift up in between
That drift down between
Just about everything slips down in between They told some stories like you've never seen
Mine to lift up and to follow
Without time we pick up all the streams
In the steps of fluids hollow
That drift down in between
To find the leaves
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