Paroles de Timothy's Leaping Out
leading me through the straightsbeneath me the world shakes
hung in space
lost its place
won't you walk out with me onto the precipice
I'll ask one thing
take my hand
sensitive to the change of seasons
of seasons wishing to taste more reasons to change and stay the same
sensitive to the change of seasons
of seasons wishing to taste more reasons to change and stay the same
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