From spot to spot
Grabbed the dreams
That fell apart
We jumped again into
A new place and time
Loved the thrill
Without a doubt
We jumped again
In the dark
A bit frightened
Wandering abroad
We jumped again
As it goes, on and on
Every morning, every dawn
We jump, we love, we die
To be born again
2015/01/03
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