| The first thing that I notice, the radio went dim
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| I feel the pressure rising as the water’s creeping in
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| Rushing through the window in a flood of images
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| Is this my imagination, can you tell me if it is?
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| Drowning in the static of a thousand whispered doubts
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| I need to break the silence before my oxygen runs out
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| So can you hear me?
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| «Can you hear me?»
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| As I call in to this dark and lonely passage, am I getting it through?
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| Because all I want to do is get a message from me to you
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| The clock is running backwards, the roof is caving in
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| I can’t see where I’m going, and I can’t go where I’ve been
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| It’s like I’m out there somewhere in the some distant memory
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| Sitting in the corner watching my life on TV
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| I’m fighting catatonic to be heard above the noise
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| And all that I have left is the echo of my voice
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| Can you hear me?
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| «Can you hear me?»
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| As I call in to this dark and lonely passage, am I getting it through?
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| Because all I want to do is get a message from me to you
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| Peace be the day dawning
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| Light in the winter I am falling
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| «Can you hear me? |
| Wherever you are?
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| The clouds are lifting, the sun is breaking through
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| We are coming out of the darkness
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| We are coming into a new world»
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| As I call into this dark and lonely passage, am I getting it through?
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| In closing the show, another crash on our roads
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| There’s broken glass on the ground, but no body’s been found
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| This is Donovan Earl, until next time you’re on Truth of the World |