Strewn
Laid out flare and cold
Give up all your remnants of silver
Sandstone and clay
We'll never be reluctant
Through the famine and fame
We'll always be the same
You made your move
When I wasn't ready yet
Look out at what you did
With your tunnel vision
You left your mark
Heartless, without a key
Move fast and step aside
Should be nothing to it
Flume fade out
Sad and old
Still I call
Your desired simplicity
Sandstone and clay
We'll never be reluctant
Through the famine and fame
We'll always be the same
You made your move
When I wasn't ready yet
Look out at what you did
With your tunnel vision
You left your mark
Heartless, without a key
Move fast and step aside
Should be nothing to it
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