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Tekster: The Hundred in the Hands. It's Only Everything.

Come out, follow me
I'll show you something
Eyes like X-ray specks
Expecting nothing
In constellations
It's only everything
No, no one knows
But it won't matter now

I felt it before I knew
First summer I spent with you
I felt it before I knew
Melting in the seat by you

In a mirrored city
Memories are visionary
Look closely
These dreams
Are momentary

Snow falling in the city skies
I get up when the town lights up
Snow falling up like ash
I crash

Come out, follow me
I'll show you something
Eyes like X-ray specks
Expecting nothing
In constellations
It's only everything
No, no one knows
But it won't matter now

I made moves you couldn't see
Nearly blew it in the heat
Melting in the street with you
I made moves you never knew

I close my eyes and try to sleep
Bonfires burning on the beach
Sparks blowing in the evening light
I get dizzy when we kiss, I see fireflies

In constellations
It's only everything
No, no one knows
But it won't matter now

In a mirrored city
Memories are visionary
It's just
The future
Looks ordinary

Come out, follow me
I'll show you something
Eyes like X-ray specks
Expecting nothing
In constellations
It's only everything
No, no one knows
But it won?t matter now
The Hundred in the Hands