| Don"t you feel so very pointless
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| In the feelings of the rain
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| And the violence of the sun
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| I must confess that I feel graciously
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| Bigger than the rain
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| And hotter than the sun
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| What did you do What do you say
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| When the blood spilled is of your loved one
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| And the kremlins of the world fall around you
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| We deal in dreams, yeah
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| We deal in dreams
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| We deal in structures that grow cold in our hearts
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| Oh fearful, crying people
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| The fool is by the river
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| Watching, but not swimming
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| It takes energy not to get used to it And fall into this place
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| Where everything runs together and dies
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| This quiet kingdom she is now
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| Forever will she be, in silent celebration
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| We deal in dreams, yeah
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| We deal in dreams
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| We deal in structures that grow cold in our hearts, yeah
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| We deal in dreams
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| We deal in dreams
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| We deal in structures that grow cold in our hearts, yeah
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| We deal in dreams
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| We deal in dreams, silent silent dreams
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| Structures that grow cold
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| Structures that grow cold
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| Structures that grow cold in our hearts, yeah
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| Don"t you feel so very pointless
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| In the feelings of the rain
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| And the violence of the sun |