Deep down in the very center of the inside of the world You can hear the electric highways, we can speak imaginary words Well see you where the memories go, all the dark places, the herds gently grazing Looking up you find the bombs and bird shells sinking down all over you The water seems so clear in the morning, looking up its like a sky of blue Well see you where the memories go, all the dark places, the herds gently grazing I dont mind, no I dont mind the separating fault I dont mind, no I dont mind the separating fault Deep down in the very center of the inside of the world You can hear the electric highways, we can speak imaginary words Well see you where the memories go, all the dark places, the herds gently grazing I dont mind, no I dont mind the separating fault I dont mind, no I dont mind the separating fault
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