Little monsters

I let their seasons
Ripple back to me
I pray the gods will
Let me see

Love
On the horizon
More
Than what we might need
Lets go

Ending is better than mending
We are machines of the living
We are always pretending
That our lives will keep going forever

Let the days go by
Floating in the aether
Wasting all this time
Creating little monsters

Always waiting for
The world to understand
What we are is all
All we have

Love
On the horizon
More
Than what we might need
Lets go

What we are
Waiting for
Is all we have



Credits
Writer(s): Stephan Kreussel
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