Any consciousness calling to me
Don't push too far
Stall out your car

Burn and choke
A fallen star
Puff of smoke
Is all we are

Take back the hesitation
Diversion comes too late
Drop all the information
It's only second rate

Want to be where the four winds meet
And the sun doesn't set anywhere
One, two, three, though I can't retreat
When there's too much left in the air

Time may block
Sight of the star
Equinox
Tells where we are

Misguided dedication
Passed judgement much too late
Massaged the information
To try and twist our fate
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