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Plowed

Will I wake up
Some 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


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