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There's another time goes. There's another dream. There's another wake up in my soul, Familiar Here. There's another daylight. The study in the sky. Lays another background, so they drift tonight, Tonight. Goes another day. Feeling the space. Feeling, finding pieces. And finding grace. Mm. Cold dreams deep and slow. No words can control. Late night, open road. Let the contrast go. Golden another day. Feeling days apart. Leaving faces breathing. Falling out the door. Lays another dust to wake. Feel the golden right. And the peace is reason pulling through The night. Golden another day. Echoes through the gray. Finding home to somewhere. Heat beneath the sun. Golden another day. Golden another day. Breaking through the sun. Let the bright eyes see. Raising all the dust away. Lays another dream. Lays another wake up in my soul, Familiar. Golden another day. Feeling in the space. Feeling, finding pieces. And to finding grace. Golden another day. Lays another day. Feeling taste of flow.