On your back
The clouds, they seem at an angle
Fly through grass
If you ever wanted to see
Her hair on your knee
Still you stand
Dusk, as the embers, they're burning
Fighting heaps
Cold winds are blowing
Cover me like a white fleece
You're giving up your tables
You're dying next to home
Found in all the essence
The fear is growing slow
Giving up, giving up
Is no shot at change
A world less blue each day
Darkness seems
Life in the light, are we able?
Feels no green
If you ever wanted to see
A never-ending string
You're giving up your tables
You're dying next to home
Found in all the essence
The fear is growing slow
Giving up, giving up
Is no shot at change
A world less blue each day
How did you know the world so far?
Shifting in the waves
Can't believe we're stars
How can I be away?
And living on, living on a swing
You're giving up your tables
You're dying next to home
Found in all the essence
The fear is growing slow
Giving up, giving up
Is no shot at change
A world less blue each day
Giving up, giving up
Is no shot at change
A world less blue each day
A world less blue each day
(A world less blue each day
A world less blue each day
A world less blue each day)
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