Interstate - Beaver



falling asleep the heat of midday

falling asleep I? drifting away



time and again

weightlessness a matter of perception

time and again

thoughtlessness reaches near perfection



out of the flames leave this wreckage behind

out of the flames here? a state I don? mind



time and again

weightlessness a matter of perception

time and again

thoughtlessness reaches near perfection

a resurrection



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