Stone Mitchell and Rainbow Tribe - System

And now it's just wasting away slow
At the size of a pinhole soon won't be there
The doubts, they show how the way goes
Covered in rainbows that aren't really there
Aren't really there
Aren't really there
Aren't really there

Simple steps are measured in a blink of an eye
No trepidation from the quarrel
Or any scars that may lie
The machine has been broken
But the humans are still alive
In spite it's been tied to the willow
Head to the pillow soon won't be there

No interpretations in the needs or designs
Unfettered hearts to right a passage
That will seek to combine
All of the wisdom that's laid bare
As opposed to divide

It stands to reason with a cold interface
That navigation is supreme
And the value on display
Pulling up the people
Looking for honest weight
Not sold out sold out sold out

Written by:
Paul Weekes

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