| I see the book that draws itself and colours fill the pages.
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| Turning as I look through the sum of all the ages.
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| Watched it all unfold with the trigger of my wondering mind.
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| It drew of a time when the cities were made of gold.
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| And another of its kind when the devil had its strongest hold.
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| Chorus
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| Then it painted, all the lights out slowly.
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| Tainted, all the windows ghostly.
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| It faded, all the sights unholy.
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| It all just disappeared.
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| The Sorcerer he said, never go back to the start of this book,
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| Coz the things once there you will not find.
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| Let the pages go to the moment of your wondering mind
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| It drew of a place where the forests ruled the world at last.
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| And another of its kind filled with concrete and broken glass.
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| Chorus
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| Then it painted, all the lights out slowly.
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| Tainted, all the windows ghostly.
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| It faded, all the sights unholy.
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| It all just disappeared.
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| Instrumental break
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| I wish I could just hold this and put it in a bottle.
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| And use it for a rainy day when things are getting hostile.
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| And let the pages flow to the wanderings of my mind. |
| There’s a clone of me making stone castles on the moon.
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| What a place to be, do I really have to leave so soon?
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| Chorus
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| Then it painted, all the lights out slowly.
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| Tainted, all the windows ghostly.
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| It faded, all the sights unholy.
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| It all just disappeared. |