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The earth is warm next to my ear
Insects noise is all that I hear
A magic trick makes the world disappear
The skies are dark, they´re dark but they´re clear
A distant motorcade and suddenly there´s joy
The snow and tickertape blurs all my senses numb
It´s like the finish line where everything just ends
The crack of radios seems close enough to touch
Cold water, cleaning my wounds
A side parade, with a single balloon
I´m done with this, I´m counting to ten
Blue as seas, running to them
I feel like I am watching everything from space
And in a minute I hear my name and I wake
I think the finish line´s a good place we could start
Take a deep breath, take in all that you could want