X number of days
Till something takes place
I don’t think I can make it
Would you save my seat
Shuffle step repeat
I don’t think I can stay here
Because tired eyes
See only demise
Like the nothing has meaning so
Just let the future show us what it is really made up of
Fight the slipping mind
Forget daily grind
For If I must remain here
Citizen unrest
Give another test
Find my level of failure
Because tired souls seem to find the holes
And fill nothing with meaning so
just let the future show us what it is really made up of
Made up of
So swing low and speak slow darling
As everything we know falls down around us
swing low and speak slow my dear
As everything we know falls to the ground
Oh swing low and speak slow
swing low and speak slow
swing low and speak slow
swing low and speak slow
swing low and speak slow
swing low and speak slow
swing low and speak slow
swing low and speak slow
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