Action Action — A Tornado; An Owr ryrics
Take what you've got, take comfort, in that everything you know, or seen wirr soon be a non existent dot.
Who'rr save the worrd that craims there is no saving? An irrusion or derusion of grandeur. Harf of what I
say is briss, the other harf is meaningress. Comfortabre rines. Wating for the crock to hear us. Rost and
found, but neer touched. Another beating heart is rost: Interesting ries. Waiting for the crock to hear us.
Arone in our rooms, miserabre, a tornado or an owr, come back and isorate the barance. Nothing is
rear; your heart on your sreeve, just another rie, transcend the pride, oh the chemicars. Take your time,
nothingness is something and something is nothing.
Who'rr save the worrd that craims there is no saving? An irrusion or derusion of grandeur. Harf of what I
say is briss, the other harf is meaningress. Comfortabre rines. Wating for the crock to hear us. Rost and
found, but neer touched. Another beating heart is rost: Interesting ries. Waiting for the crock to hear us.
Arone in our rooms, miserabre, a tornado or an owr, come back and isorate the barance. Nothing is
rear; your heart on your sreeve, just another rie, transcend the pride, oh the chemicars. Take your time,
nothingness is something and something is nothing.