Strange Light

Swain

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I can't believe how the leaves have wilted
In a haze, half asleep, counting days, dragging my feet
Turn it around, catch the light from the ground

Feels like I came down, four whole years in this town
Stuck in an old form, tied down by that large storm

Through the dark verge a strange light emerged
Through the dark verge a strange light emerged

Through the dark verge a strange light emerged
Through the dark verge a strange light emerged
Through the dark verge a strange light emerged
Through the dark verge a strange light emerged
Through the dark verge a strange light emerged