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🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 you draw your lines in shifting ground we feel the air turn around scraping the bone of the riverbeds polishing stone with your promises painting the sky with your fevers you bargain with the coming wind you build on rot and call it winning you map the path to your own end 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 slow count grinds the concrete down 'til all your towers are swallowed i may face only a sandstorm only rage but for you a grander stage 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 we search for some cover to wait it out find something sound we search for some cover (you bargain with the coming wind) to wait it out (you build on rot and call it winning) find something sound (we search for some cover) you map the path to your own end you bargain with the coming wind you build on rot and call it winning you bargain with the coming wind you build on rot and call it winning 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵 🎵🎵🎵🎵