flashing in and out of your irises because i'm turning with backlighting
the lighting from the moon is pale tonight
my eyes are blurry and all i see is blue when you drive
drive me back home
breathe the wind back in
blow it out again
ashes measure sins like candles in the wind
i was already home
warm like the sun because you're the favorite son
or the only person that exists
the only option, there's no such thing as to resist
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