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Saddle up. Mosey on. Been wandering around here for far too long.
Breathe in deep, choke on the dust. Been losing sleep, been caught in lust.
There's nothing far as I can see, bunch of dry, flat dirt and you and me. So hop on board, let's take a ride, chase a setting sun with no place to hide.
We're speeding around the sun, relative distance/position's where all gravity's from. There's nowhere to go. I know. You walk around on a globe, end up where you were before. So hold on tight to me, whether unsteady of heavy, I'll be your gravity.
I'll start a fire when chilly chatters your teeth. Lay our backs to the prairie, view the stars from beneath. Cuddle up in my blanket, share our last full canteen, but if the water's gone we can't move along and you know what that means. As our bodies grow shoddy desert's dry death will creep through the deepest dark blue where our consciousnesses will sleep.
The deep blue is coming after you.

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from Atlas​/​My Friends Split, released August 19, 2011
Colbert Groce - percussion, backing vocals
Matthew Lawrence Latchford - bass guitar
Dustin Scobell - guitar, vocals
Jordan Vincent - keyboard
Justin Wallace - drums
John Witt - lead guitar

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