| The world outside my window slowly passes by As I gaze on the dim glow of the evening sky
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| Where every breath that I take becomes a vapour cloud
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| That wraps itself around me to hide me from the crowd
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| Then like a wall descending
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| Night will the day be ending
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| And it’s if as though by magic
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| Everything’s become so tragic
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| Become so tragic
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| I turn and look behind me and all the crowd have gone
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| And though they’re all around me I feel I am alone
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| The sounds of day have vanished and I find in their place
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| There is an awesome silence, of life there is no trace
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| Then like a wall descending
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| Night will the day be ending
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| And it’s if as though by magic
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| Everything’s become so tragic
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| Become so tragic
|
| The world outside my window slowly passes by As I gaze on the dim glow of the evening sky
|
| Where every breath that I take becomes a vapour cloud
|
| That wraps itself around me to hide me from the crowd
|
| Then like a wall descending
|
| Night will the day be ending
|
| And it’s if as though by magic
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| Everything’s become so tragic
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| Become so tragic |