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52:50 by ChristianLeBlanc

Drums from the Triton, everything else from the Moog.

Part 2 of a 3-part cycle of songs (49-51).

"Where did I go
Temperature flow
Barometer's low
Now it's starting to snow
Fly as high as a crow
On a wind that won't blow
I'm not on my own
And it's starting to show

In those darker times
In my old satellite
Your words felt so kind
Helped me sleep at night"