Lyrics Oscillation - Wild Nothing
My
little
clover
Are
we
past
the
change?
Our
future
taking
shape
Scratching
the
surface
Selective
memory
It's
the
ritual
we
keep
Oscillation
pulling
me
close
Pushing
me
back
Oscillation
pulling
me
close
Pushing
me
back
Reflections
aging
Our
morning
vanity
Waking
up
right
next
to
me
This
way
or
that
way
Always
rushing
ahead
This
way
or
that
way
Always
rushing
ahead
Oscillation
pulling
me
close
Pushing
me
back
Oscillation
pulling
me
close
Pushing
me
back
This
way
or
that
way
Always
rushing
ahead
This
way
or
that
way
(waking
up
right
next
to
me)
Always
rushing
ahead
This
way
or
that
way
(waking
up
right
next
to
me)
Always
rushing
ahead
This
way
or
that
way
(waking
up
right
next
to
me)
Always
rushing
ahead
Oscillation
pulling
me
close
Pushing
me
back
Oscillation
pulling
me
close
Pushing
me
back
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