I wore a prince's robe
I watched the spider webs grow
I saw the dust implode

I held the wind's command
Sold it for magic sand
I felt the sleight of hand

We held our days in a jar
Slept through the sun's alarm
We felt the burning scar

And now I see the tracks
Hear almost every tap
But we're not over that...over that...

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Slow Burn song meanings
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