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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – M83 ft HAIM: Holes In The Sky

HOLES IN THE SKY

Arms to the ground, far from the rivers. Grace in our tears, high on a fever. Somebody heal me from my pain. I’m reaching closer, my stars have lowered, filling up lost memories. Holes in the sky, pierced by the fire. Somebody tell me this is real. Hands to the sky, I am a dreamer. We build the hope, we are believers. Somebody free me from my chains. Arms to the ground, far from the rivers. Somebody heal me from my pain. Hands to the sky, I am a dreamer. Somebody free me from my chains.

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