Slowly
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Disconnection makes it’s way, between us
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Our affection drifts away to cleave us
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Restitution falls away
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Slowly
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Slowly
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Twisted information sliding by me
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Mental alienation meaning surely
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Your mind behind the firewall will elude me
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Slowly
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Disconnection
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Slowly
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Your hundred mile long arms
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Will reach out to me
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The two halves will ever be two
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Slowly
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| Waldeck |
