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Breathe
Stare into it all
And watch it grow
Freeze
The thing that’s growing
Watch it fall

Somewhere
On high
I float the sky

Leave
The liars all cling to this
Bathe in it
For moons
Lately
I’ve concluded
To let them be

Somewhere
On high
I float the sky

So many times
I asked my soul to fly
Hold on
No reply
So it’s just I
Free my soul to fly
Hold on

Stephen Murphy - Drums
Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
Micah Robinson - Guitar