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into the sky

coming back again
holding out for moonbeams
holding off the end
bending with the cold
hold me down . . .

turning up again
turning out for twilight
burning in the air
tearing up the sky
tear me down . . .

come on over to my side
we can tumble into the sky
oh well that's alright
i promise to hold on tight

lingering alone
tangled up in shadows
tangled down the wall
falling out of grace
hold me down . . .