| Oh my thoughts, they are of iron
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| And my dreams, they are of steel
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| For my world has no horizon
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| When I was younger my hopes were growing
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| I found a love and this we shared
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| There were no limits, no thought of losing
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| We never knew just how well we fared
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| The road is broken
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| It’s time to close the door
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| The day is sleeping
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| And I am no more
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| The walls of grey, the garden climbing
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| The grinding hours, the chimneys tall
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| We did not know, we could not see
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| The pride alone could only fall
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| The gift I gave, I did not value
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| I could not see, for I was blind
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| My life I gave to keep on living
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| My dreams are fading far behind
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| The road is broken
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| It’s time to close the door
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| The day is sleeping
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| And I am no more |