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Sometimes I go whole days
listening bored, half sleep
I won't say anything
that's worth a thing to me One day,
suddenly, time took a turn that once felt so brief
I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
an addiction
to the slumber of disconnection
and the resonance
of memory that no longer has a shape
but keeps you numb
through the hours tills gone is another day
Be aware, my darling
these things I say I mean
are just traces of something
I long to feel again
I see our time expand
in the air almost forcibly,
spreading thinner till it dissolves completely
What begins as an unguarded
train of thoughts slowly can become
an addiction to the slumber
of disconnection and the resonance
of memory that no longer has a shape
but keeps you numb through
the hours tills gone is another day
listening bored, half sleep
I won't say anything
that's worth a thing to me One day,
suddenly, time took a turn that once felt so brief
I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
an addiction
to the slumber of disconnection
and the resonance
of memory that no longer has a shape
but keeps you numb
through the hours tills gone is another day
Be aware, my darling
these things I say I mean
are just traces of something
I long to feel again
I see our time expand
in the air almost forcibly,
spreading thinner till it dissolves completely
What begins as an unguarded
train of thoughts slowly can become
an addiction to the slumber
of disconnection and the resonance
of memory that no longer has a shape
but keeps you numb through
the hours tills gone is another day
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[00:32.74]Sometimes I go whole days [00:37.20]listening bored, half sleep [00:40.50]I won't say anything [00:44.55]that's worth a thing to me One day, [00:50.10]suddenly, time took a turn that once felt so brief [00:57.40]I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly [01:02.21] [01:02.62]What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become [01:10.39]an addiction [01:13.23]to the slumber of disconnection [01:17.69]and the resonance [01:20.74]of memory that no longer has a shape [01:25.09]but keeps you numb [01:28.07]through the hours tills gone is another day [01:31.33] [01:31.64]Be aware, my darling [01:35.74]these things I say I mean [01:38.66]are just traces of something [01:43.20]I long to feel again [01:46.03]I see our time expand [01:51.08]in the air almost forcibly, [01:56.11]spreading thinner till it dissolves completely [02:02.58] [02:31.13]What begins as an unguarded [02:35.69]train of thoughts slowly can become [02:39.14]an addiction to the slumber [02:42.97]of disconnection and the resonance [02:48.93]of memory that no longer has a shape [02:53.39]but keeps you numb through [02:57.36]the hours tills gone is another day
