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Cardinal Directions
I split the atom of one second Choosing history's lathe Each word summons now the next A master to his slave
Countless links Within some silent chain And time becomes the sediment that drifts to algae Divorced from comets' trains
In the East, a reflection Of the Western sunset North, South, pole to pole Turn back in regret
And to the East I might stumble To the West I would crawl And if North is the winter Then South is the fall
And if I had my way, I'd make the clock rewind I'd live again that moment, though I know I'll never find The future that I missed, a parallel line Where the world would be so bright that it could make us all go blind
And if I had my day, there's so much I'd reclaim The sanctity of motion, the neverending rain The cardinal directions, all pointing to the past Where realities converge, and for a moment, we're the same
And magnets spin the compass In an embryonic flame
Somewhere is the promise Of an uncharted trail With seven hundred branching limbs 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And seven hundred ways to fail
To the East, a reflection Of the new moon in the West Her timeless watch is quiet Over tides of her unrest
To the North is the current Of a man breathing out Giving birth to the breeze To be inhaled in the South
And if I had my way, I'd make the clock rewind I'd live again that moment, though I know I'll never find The future that I missed, a parallel line Where the world would be so bright that it could make us all go blind
And if I had my day, there's so much I'd reclaim The sanctity of motion, the neverending rain The cardinal directions, all pointing to the past Where realities converge, and for a moment, we're the same
Same as always Same as always
And if I had my way, I'd make the clock rewind I'd live again that moment, though I know I'll never find The future that I missed, a parallel line Where the world would be so bright that it could make us all go blind
And if I had my day, there's so much I'd reclaim The sanctity of motion, the neverending rain The cardinal directions, all pointing to the past Where realities converge, and for a moment, we're the same
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