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The Lifting歌词
Grounded, 5 a.m., the nightlite is comforting but gravity is holding you. Once settled into sleep, you have watched on repeat the story of your life across the ceiling and in review. You've said the air was singing. It's calling you, you don't believe. These things you've never seen. Good morning, how are you? The weather's fine, the sky is blue. It'