He goes on rocking “end roll”

Here was nothing.
He enclosed chilly air , like dark night.

Here was nothing.
It ran through on fake “Octover”.

Break me , take me, hear me , love me
Take me far away , let me out.

It sounds octave ,
and it drops into that sky

Do you know ,
the wind is rising with time?

Rock me , awake me , call me , love me
Rock me ,let me out.

He goes on rocking “end roll”.
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