1
Take
the worst that could happen.
Add two zeros.
Add two zeros.
2
High fidelity clouds gather over
The tattered stage flats of a world on fire.
High fidelity clouds gather over
The tattered stage flats of a world on fire.
3
There is no one to clear our lift off.
We sort our way between the flak and shrapnel.
There is no one to clear our lift off.
We sort our way between the flak and shrapnel.
The ground rolls away behind us.
You and me.
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