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I made it out in darkness and the sun rose over the desert I could have gone forever with just me, gas, states and kodak Everything was string-less like it's debtless and between jobs I don't ever want this to pass I want to get that feeling back To escape somehow find that way out get out get out Crossed over the line and into places I have not been I never felt so welcome with just me and not a single contact Everything was silent like the fake still air in a snowfall I don't ever want this to pass From Letras Mania