Imaginary solutions
A voice that gives thanks
And abandons the eternal habit of asking

Songs set the gaze
Where others withdraw it
Chemistry and magic and irrational logic

Our worlds
Do not obey
Your maps

If they don't let us dream
We won't let you sleep
In difficulty lies my opportunity

He who leaves without being asked
Will return without being called
You won't get rid of us that easily

Our worlds
Do not obey
Your maps

We don't listen to answer
We only heal the cracks of your everyday life
We who are also
Ex-convicts of life and dirt

Our worlds
Do not obey
Your maps

Oh

We don't listen to answer
We only heal the cracks of your everyday life
We who are also
Ex-convicts of life and dirt

Our worlds
Do not obey
Your maps

Our worlds
Do not obey
Your maps

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