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Frame Your Favorite Pictures Lyrics

Looking for an alien road,
unbeaten paths, uncharted maps.
Opposite solutions and endpoints,
rituals and roles.
The older we get
the more time we spend
watching oil burn from our lanterns.
Keep today closer than tomorrow,
closer than next week,
closer than next year.

Carving our own s***es.
Where there's no one to hear us dream
Empty hands with
emptied minds with
tired feet and tired eyes we run, so scared,
run, so scared, the sweat, the worry, the fear is bringing us down.

Replace the destinations,
for the walk that's in-between.
Looking for an alien road,
unbeaten paths, uncharted maps.
Opposite solutions and endpoints,
rituals and roles.

Frame your favorite pictures.
Write everything down.
Find your inspiration
in the separation we've found.
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Conveyor (2011)