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Stone, cast me out

So I can feel it in another way, I won't talk about

Worn, passengers hide

If I could feed it for another day, it might run me dry

I know the seasons evolve to a freeze

Putting hearts in the balance here

It's up to your knees and its shifting degrees

And it's choking your atmosphere

Stone, wind me out

So I can feel it in another way, they won't talk about

Warned, massacre sides

Distant figure in a photograph, another eye

I know your reason is stout

And you freedom's dissolved in your passion dear

It's burning your eyes and it's killing your mind

And it's broken your atmosphere

But if you find it's obscene in that gray

Oh dramatics hear a young heart say

Lord, if you've got lungs

Come on, shout me out

I know the season's unfolding

It's putting your love into action dear

It's up in the breeze and it's shifting degrees

And it's opened your atmosphere

But should you decide it's obscene in that gray

Oh dramatics hear a young heart say

Lord, if you've got lungs

Come on, shout me out