| Too late tonight, I’m gone and your miles ahead and I’m lost
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| Throughout this darkened scene, clear sky’s are what I need.
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| The light resides in lines, offset in different times
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| And I’m blinded by a sea of this strange memory
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| Frames change and I’m still lost
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| Scene stills lay still in this fog, and I try only to see straight through into
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| you
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| Your eyes become so bare, an eager and empty stare
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| And I’m blinded by a sea of this strange memory
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| And I am… and I see. |
| it’s just me
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| And I drift quietly through the trees
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| My mind separates from my body
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| Days late, I’m not around now. |
| I don’t care
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| Dreams escape all my thoughts. |
| Awake
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| I dream of a fate I cannot escape, now it’s too late
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| Time dies in straight lines. |
| Waiting, I can’t take ANYTHING
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| You try to believe EVERYTHING, but I can’t, but I can’t
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| Too late tonight, I’m gone |