love is for the living - Dead Level

Oh mother I'm sittin' and lookin' around
How the sun can so nicely twist with the ground
Surrounded by sky's illumination
I can't understand these artistic obsessions

Where birds could hide their nests off the wild
Until their babies don't know how to fly
I'm not really sure that their dreams will come true
I'm tired of thinking and I do what I do

Semantic load's not inspiring
Discovery search doesn't work
I'll dive
For a while
In my vanishing needs
And silently playin' repeat

Written by:
Karyna Aslanova, Michael Attwood

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