And I have knees that get weak to quick
And this is something I wont stand not to fall for
Swallowed nights in minutes
Followed reflections on a wet street
Interpretations
Don't reach just to reach but to find

Carry me away
Place me back to the middle

You are the remainder to these weathered ties
Remnants of moments are celebrated in time

Carry me away
Place me back to the middle

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