[this is half a new song]
It's eight minutes between you and me
I don't care. You're not afraid
You use dandelion to keep warm
And I use her to fly
solo
In the cold winter
I light a cigarette
You beat at my fingertips
It ignited everything
In the cold winter
Last cigarette
You beat at my fingertips
It ignited everything
The light behind the leaves
Printed in the skin of foam
Whose wings are not waving
It's in the palm of your hand
A piece of sugar
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