| We live our meaningless lives
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| And like all others we’ll die meaningless deaths
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| We have allowed ourselves to wander all the time
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| Reaching no end, we’ve made it our birthright
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| O brethren, don’t you deny
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| How small we’ve become
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| Even the ones with their heads in the clouds
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| Get them cut off at last
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| Their great expectations reduced
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| To the most average goals in their sorry lives
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| We’ve been wandering all our lives
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| Lost in woods, dancing in mist
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| Down the crooked path we walked with eyes towards the Sun
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| Now floating downstream
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| I choćbyś próbował ile sił
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| I tak porwie cię miernoty rynsztok
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| Przeminiesz |