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Stamina
Running
Late on
Something
Bright
Heavy
Sublime
Buffet Sunday
Take time
Frantic wonder
Why I'm fried
♪
Then, standing there
He said, "I love the way you move
When you move the timeline"
Morning wake me, hurry home
Peek around the door, key inside
♪
When I'm in the furniture
I believe what I can
What I seek could be so nice
What I seek could be so life
Like paint in wine
And I wake to find that
There's something in a back room
And there's nothing in the front room
Ooh, my feet, my feet are still in the garden
If there's anything I know
I can intuit stucco
The scene on a beach
Or green screen
♪
Take my hand
Stay warm like my woman standing
Beside the light of her byline
All I have to design
Fog reclining behind
Something in the horizon
♪
Ohh, ohh, ohh
♪
When I'm in the furniture
I believe what I can
What I seek could be so nice
What I seek could be so life
Like paint in wine
And I wake to find that
There's something in a back room
And there's nothing in the front room
Oh, my feet, my feet are still in the garden
If there's anything I know
I can into it stuffle
The scene on a beach
Or green screen