dikembe – donuts in a six speed lyrics
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how much time is too much time?
when my island eyes fall right in stride
i can’t make peace with what works
i just get tired of digging up dirt
but you are the sp-ce between days
and i pretend i, i can lead you some place
i’m not concerned with
the existence of magic
i need something concrete
to make use of these new feet
a chorus of little fingers singing for magnetic hands
i just need a bit of sp-ce
too often i get caught up wishing for what was
and running out of air
always tired, arms on fire
i just can’t catch a break
my basic instincts are always changing
just enough to say
“you can sing out loud”
“you can sing out loud”
“you can sing out loud”
“without making a sound”
but i could get comfortable with
the existence of magic
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