A flowing ring of languages
cuts off my stare
A golden scent of lavender
when I'm near
And all the sounds of madness
Peal through the air
The sweet caress of madness
Below the rain pours over us
fills the square
A slickened glint of armaments
will wash the fears
And all the smells of madness
Reel through the air
The sweet caress of madness
Listen
Listen
I feel the same
A blowing sky flows under us
it salts our hair
Submerged in rooms of polka dots
we didn't hear
And all the sights of madness
Steal through the air
The sweet caress of madness
Listen
Listen
I feel the same
Listen
Listen
I feel the same
Listen
Listen
I feel the same
Listen
Listen
I feel the same
Listen
Listen
I feel the same
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