Photo by Alice Karayiannis
Can you hear the sounds of the departing?
Can you hear them fading out?
Maybe I want not to want anymore
And never get, never get, never get lost.
...
In the dust that never settles
I found my home.
Can you hear the sounds of the departing?
Can you hear them fading out?
Maybe I want not to want anymore
And never get, never get, never get lost.
...
In the dust that never settles
I found my home.
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