Space Horses

Tear me up with tongues of tortured tales
Your heart cries out to be heard
Life may be hard
But there's someone here to hold you

Leave your window open to a western wind

Die and begin again
There's no one
There's nothing here
But you

Sparks of burning spots
Showering vacant lots
Flashing flying flares
Tearing through thin air

If satan ate my soul
Swallowed me whole
My dream would stil persist
To drink your perfumed lips

Die and begin again
There's no one
There's nothing here
But you

Die And Begin Again

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Track written, read and edited by Pan Thera in June 2015 for the fictional conference of Opal Technologies.

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