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A Minute from the Ground

We\'re falling stars, we\'re meteorites.
Angels with burning wings.

We\'re a minute from the ground
Don\'t curse this wrong turn as we crash and burn
We\'re spending every feeling
that echoes from a future that is no longer available
All at once it\'s overwhelming
Do not curse us because we use them out too quickly
We\'re burning and wouldn\'t hear the sound
we\'re soaring towards the ground

We\'re fallen rocks, we\'re meteorites.
Just ordinary humans.




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Publicerad 2007-03-17 07:12



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