Album: (Self-Titled) (2001)
I am racing racing towards it
Like when I was a small boy
Cutting through a waving field
Decorated by summer sunlight
Unable to remember
Unable to forget
Unable yet at peace
Unable yet scared
I am racing racing towards it with fear & excitement
They seem unseperable
They seem so far apart
They´re my close friends
They´re my very ghosts
I am racing towards it
Holding perfectly suntil
In the race of standing suntil
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