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PlowedWill I wake upSome dream I made up No I guess it's reality What will change us Or will we mess up Our only chance to connect With a dream Say a prayer for me I'm buried by the sound In a world of human, Wreckage When I'm lost and I'm found and I can't touch the ground I'm plowed into the sound To see wide open With a head that's broken Hang a life on some tragedy Plow me under the ground That covers the message that, Is the seed |