Floating on about the place
Where the sea of sand takes on the taste
Of a piece of fruit picked miles away
From the golden sun the sharpness fades
Times that you want to stay
You run inside your heart
Times that you want to stray
See me coming out to call your name
Writing down lines of the times you hate
Makes a taste so bitter, you've to tin it up for later
Simmer it up with the future and take a spoonful in
Awareness sets it in, no time to waste
Oh, the rolling can
Feel it time, and time again
Let the fun side peel the serious
Feel the seed growing in the body
Times that you want to stay
You run inside your heart
Times that you want to stray
See me coming out to call your name
Times that you want to wait
You run inside your heart
Times that you're leaving home
See me coming out to call your name
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