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PerthI'm tearing up, acrost your faceMove dust through the light To fide your name It's something fane This is not a place Not yet awake, I'm raised of make Still alive who you love Still alive who you love Still alive who you love In a mother, out a moth Furling forests for the soft Gotta know been lead aloft So I'm ridding all your stories What I know, what it is, is pouring – wire it up! You're breaking your ground |