Sifting through 3 years 8 months and a handful of dust like shadows falling through a matrix of "wish I hads" And it`s much harder to see how much space was taken when your chest pounds with the footsteps of those you`ve forsaken its a shame isn`t it The way these hours spin out of control and how the tighter your grip on the why and the how insures a faster demise to a here and a now There`s no strength in numbers is the one thing I`ve found and you can`t trust your balance until you`ve walked with your feet on the ground
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