Underneath the moon we are so brightly lit up
It's my reluctance. Why is it hard underneath the stars?
We can't be far away, my reluctance
Lost and forgotten locks come undone
The march of a thousand wings has begun
Lost and forgotten locks come undone
The march of a thousand wings has begun
The march of a thousand wings

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