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CONDITIONS lyrics : "KEEPING PACE WITH PLANES"

I am drowning in dry land
Distance is swallowing me
This keeps my sanity close

But far from inside of my body

Complete lunacy?

I will no longer keep this within me

The closest thing to me at heart

Is the furthest thing away to touch
And all these undeservers take for granted
What we deserve so much


The world has been pulled to my feet
Closer than it's ever been

This is something to live for
The beautiful mess I am in


I know this feeling's heaven sent
And I am so confident
I will regain my sanity

When "goodbye" is a memory

The whole entire world

Is not enough to make my body still
And no matter of miles
Could make a mockery of iron will


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