I can see the days
Flashing frames of time
Passing through the mind
It's too late to find yesterday
So we lay down down
And we sleep so sound
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
I don't know if I can really see your face
Withered lines of age
Mirror mine the same
Looking through the cage of yesterday
Yesterday, down down
And we'll sleep so sound
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
The spatial divide of the skin and the glove
Is the same as the ride from below to above
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