| At night, assimilate life
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| In the infinite realm
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| Of our intrinsic side
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| Find, the missing parts of the mind
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| The hidden truth behind
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| Our dungeon of thoughts, this labyrinth
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| Search, it has a reason and a meaning
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| Remembered and repeated
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| A guide, not to be ignored
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| Feel, there’s so much to feel
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| Amnesia must confiscate an elusive link
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| To consciousness
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| It’s there; |
| cause there’s so much we don’t know
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| Even our own true face
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| It’s there, facing what we can’t have
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| Our ideals ain’t true, naked and exposed
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| To the bareness of what’s real
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| Boundless fantasy, becomes reality
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| As we breathe water and run through the sand
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| Whispers and a scream, flying high, falling down
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| And a face with no features or name
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| Exposed to life, we can only divine
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| Tell me, what’s your reality? |