I took a turn into the world of pop
Everything I learned I [bad word] dropped
Lights in the woods end in shining arches
And wander down the road to the open sea

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The coldness and faults over stats and charts
As my lovely song to consuming hearts
And while I prepare words with little meaning
They classify my work for the western world

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Ice in the woods, now my spring is over
My path to the sea is now a dusty street

The lights in the night hide the blues and grins
My mind like a knife cuts soften (?) things
Oh, where are my eyes – hiding in the forest
And where is my voice – in the mp3

I’m cold as the star – you know I can’t be led
And I love you so and my soul is sad [bad word] to the shore, where the walkway’s broken
The tears to the sea, she will be your queen