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World of Fire
05:01
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Pale skin, almost one with the sky
When we met in the midst of a cold July
Eager touch, as though all we've known shall die
Oh, Sonmi
was all about the living
But when she opened her eyes
her mind went straight to the dead
We were born in a world of fire
Jaded by an intense desire
to have it all, but to never need to know what's going on
behind the door
Like rust in a sky of iron
Mesmerizing voice like a siren
Like a venom, slowly, deadly, silent
Oh, Sonmi
She talks about the living
But when she closes her mouth
her mind goes straight to the dead
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Exit Point
05:15
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He was standing at the edge of
a moonscape pocked with snow
Acres of thin air before him
and a forest down below
She was bouncin' off the guardrail,
juiced enough for two
But it never dawned upon me
I would be crashing too
Crash and burn
Not my turn
She said to me she used to know a guy
She wasn't gonna dive
I pushed her off the bridge and waved goodbye
Falling
from the sky
I don't know how I got here
and I don't know the reason why
I'm falling
to the ground
Where will I land this time around
And will I be found
While the cause is at present
shrouded and unclear
Fingers point at the problem,
recreating the frontier
Exit point
Know no fear
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Backyard
05:55
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