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Communicator



Somewhere, sometime, all things will be fine.
And it never, seems to stop. Wonder if, i've met my wife?
Somewhere, sometime, all things will be fine.
And it never, seems enough.
Splinter left, focus right.
This mortal soil around me, mortal feeling I have found.
Surrounded by your glory, hold me now, so that I never drown.
And it never, seems to stop. Wonder if, i've met my wife?
Splinter left, focus right, focus right.