| My eyes are glistening with the ghosts of my past
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| The memories that we once had
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| Now that you’ve turned the world against me
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| I’m only trying to win them back
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| With my eyes sewn shut
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| To shut down and bathe in these words about me
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| And now you’re standing alone with your eyes to the sun
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| Standing alone with your eyes to the sun
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| That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together
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| Worlds are ruined this way,
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| And we’ve all been there time and time again
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| Before the battle always seem so still
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| And I will see you someday again in the clouds
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| And I will see you someday again in the clouds
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| All the world’s a stage!
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| And all the world’s a stage!
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| With my eyes sewn shut
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| To shut down and bathe in these words about me
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| And now you’re standing alone with your eyes to the sun
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| Standing alone with your eyes to the sun
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| That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together
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| Worlds are ruined this way,
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| And we’ve all been there time and time again
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| Time
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| My eyes are glistening with the ghosts of my past
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| And what we once had
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| And all the world’s a stage
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| I existed because I dreamed
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| And well, I dream no more
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| I’ve given up on the entire human race
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| Empty… is the sky before the sun wakes up
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| Empty… is the eyes of animals in cages
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| Empty… the faces of women in mourning
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| When everything has been taken from them
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| Me? |
| Don’t ask me about empty |