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The seasons change, as do feelings.I never though i'd ever see this spring.But it came, bringing pain.An ocean of emotion, ten thousand feet.A black hole so cold, zero degrees.I look to the horizon for answers that aren't. I look to the horizon.The sun starts to fade, and night takes its place.I'll walk away, i'll turn around i swear.Sink beneath this plastic seat.A place to hide from everythink i know.An ocean of emotion, ten thousand feet.A black hole so cold, zero degrees.