And I watch it leave.

I won’t chase it.

Watch it go.

And I won’t follow.

 

And I watch it leave.

I won’t chase it.

Watch it go.

And I won’t follow.

 

Something’s always coming up from behind.

Something’s always coming up from behind.

Something was always coming from behind.

 

Giant steps from tiny thoughts.

Giant debt from things we bought.

Oh those tiny cracks those giant haunts.

Through my tiny hands, till you were gone.

Till you were gone.

Tile you were gone.

 

And if you don’t come back, I won’t hate you.

And if you go, I won’t follow.

If you leave, I won’t chase you.

If you go, I won’t follow

 

Giant steps.

Giant steps.

Giant steps.

Giant steps.

 

Nothing’s coming up from behind.

Nothing’s coming up from behind.

Nothing’s coming, coming from behind.

Giant steps x3

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