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I was telling myself that I have no expectations. I'll allow myself to drown within this song and feel the words beneath my skin come through my finger tips.

Tell me you'll see this too and you'll feel the words become a part of everything we know.

We'll transform ourselves into these simple syllables, becoming one and full of everything.
We are the generation. We are the future of this.

I'd find the meaning within the imagery if you never gave me the thought of fully giving up. 
We are simplicity in the room of complexity. Nothing comes between us because we are whole.

The summer is coming to an end but the beginning of falling leaves will never shut our eyes closed, turning our cheeks away from here and now.