| I’ve seen your face, in the frame
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| The cobwebs on the ceiling
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| I count the days and wasted years
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| That left me with this feeling
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| I’m growing cold and tired now
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| I need a new, depression
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| Reaching blind, at anything
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| Save me from the destruction
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| Hope and dreams were built upon
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| The ground that wasn’t there
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| Given all there was to give
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| It echoes though the hall
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| Awaken to find the view
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| Strange and unfamiliar
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| Question you question me
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| Second-guess reality
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| Another try left a scar
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| Reached for me, but reached too far
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| So far away, so far from you
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| I see again, I see through you
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| Gain and fades so quickly now
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| It fades from above
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| He lifts himself up off the floor
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| To watch the moonless night
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| He’s running from the darkness
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| Into another day
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| Yielding hope and valor
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| As silence fades away
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| Watch them burn, all their bridges
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| Watch them walk, out of time
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| Say you won’t, won’t work whit me
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| I suggest you get it right
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| I’m growing cold and tired now
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| I need a new, depression
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| Reaching blind, at anything
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| Save me from the destruction
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| Hope and dreams were built upon
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| The ground that wasn’t there
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| Given all there was to give
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| It echoes though the hall |