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Rain made a place For us to swim, to play Inopportune devotion cannot be sound So I take my lot of a few feathers from the sky Into a ritual and let my spirit fly Wake up, is this a dream of a dream of a dream? Simple pleasures Falling feathers Skating on this machine Alone between my trip and me. What is real today? Until the dawn, away Rain soft aura potion condemns me now So I take my lot of a few feathers from the sky Into a ritual and let my spirit fly Simple pleasures Falling feathers Skating on this machine Alone between my trip and me. The price of all this vanity is getting way too high The maintenance of my sanity is taking too much time Simple feathers Falling feathers 7000 reasons to dream, 1 reason to live, 1 reason to me. From Letras Mania