Have you heard what they say?
We could levitate
Our cards has been dealt
Do you believe in fate?

Elevation

Stuck in the dream before the last
Present, future, past
Drifting high into space
I sense the world in a daze

Elevation

So lost I can't be found
Blue above, I've left the ground
There's a beacon across the skies

Like a gentle summer breeze
You made my soul at ease
Now the wind whispers our goodbyes

For all of those who leave behind;
Your past may be unkind
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