EDICIóN GENERAL
  1. From the top to the bottom!
    Bottom to top I stop
    At the core I've forgotten
    In the middle of my thoughts
    Taken far from my safety!
    So I'm bright in the sky
    But the sun will escape me
    So why did I try?

    From the top to the bottom!
    Bottom to top I stop
    At the core I've forgotten
    In the middle of my thoughts
    Taken far from my safety!
    So I'm bright in the sky
    But the sun will escape me
    So why do I try?

    From the thread to the needle
    Middle to end
    When skies cock back and shock that which couldn't defend
    The rain then sends dripping an acidic question
    Forcefully, the power of suggestion
    Then with the eyes tightly shut
    Looking through the rust and rotten dust
    A spot of light floods the floor
    Pours itself upon the world of pretend
    Then the eyes ease open and it's dark again

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