"Imaginary Ordinary" Videos
We're in a restless way when the fireflies come
And they light the light where there once was none
I won't think about next week, I won't think until tomorrow
Just a sight for sore eyes, disguised as a fly
And not a single soul in these woods
Ever saw a jaw drop so low as is mine at the moment
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