Each shade of blue
Is kept in our eyes
Keep blowing and lighting
Because we own the sky Secrets from the winds
Burnt stars crying Soft soft or cruel
Can't we change our minds?
We kill what we build
Because we own the sky Secrets from the winds
Burnt stars crying So many moons here
Lost wings floating It's coming, it's coming now!
It's coming, it's coming now!
What's coming? What's coming now?
What's coming? What's coming now? It's coming from the sky
It's coming from the wind
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