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September 24, 1999 - Xavier Rudd
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September 24, 1999 Xavier Rudd

September 24, 1999 - Xavier Rudd
A relaxed state of worry
Predicted fate seems constructed
And by the car tremors were lightly shaded
While the radiator's overheating

So then when I remove the cap
Do I speak, where do I stand?
For now our judge my fear just serve as tension
For hers is so far from home

Germinating seed from the positive
Germinating deep inside my heart
And it will gnaw through the negatives
As it grows on

Cause I won't fall away from this
Nothing you say will make me twist
I won't fall away from this
Nothing you say will make me twist

Black clouds seem thick
When they cover all your stars
There'll be days when you will sit
You'll let them swallow your spark
But the fear is in the wind
Without choice in the dark
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