I'm lying, can you tell?
That these winding roads
Trees and rivers between
That the hills don't mean
We are further away
From each others beating hearts
That our lives don't depend solely on each other
And our paths haven't completely been covered up by the grass
Non existent bonds.
You're there
And I'm here
Intergalactic distances
I don't care if you go
Walk away...
Wait! please don't skip town...
I'm lying, can you tell?
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