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A meadow is a flood of straws Each tied to the same ground Staring out, the same wide sky Silently awake Wondering, if I'm dreaming Still alive, just barely there But I'm drifting I know there's a light at the end, somewhere Flickering Each stroke is calling single thoughts, single thoughts Each step is a beating heart Each tied to the same path Silently awake Wondering, if I'm dreaming Still alive, just barely there But I'm drifting I know there's a light at the end, somewhere Flickering Flickering Flickering Flickering From Letras Mania