| Now the sordid seasons encompass the lands
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| Bringing dark despair into all hearts
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| The forebears have never accepted their fate
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| But hung on tight to their dreams instead…
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| …shattered like broken mirrors!
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| Reflecting futility
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| Hopeless confusion
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| Ordinary passion won’t last an eternity
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| How long have you followed your dreams?
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| The trail is getting colder
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| And the goal still no closer
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| Futile searching in vain
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| Hopeless we all become
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| Shadows play in front of my eyes
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| I can’t see the path that was chosen, that I was to follow
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| Now what’s to become of me?
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| Despite the precautions of past generations, we’re running out of hand
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| How to avoid possible lamentations
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| When nothing goes just as you planned?
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| When the past was present
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| And the future was dark
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| All hoped for a better day
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| Change would come and change would be
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| Engraved inside our souls and hearts…
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| …there will be no brighter day!
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| All will evolve, the world will change
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| But the failure of one will still live on
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| Is all then truly hopeless and lost?
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| A step from moving onwards
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| We are barred by illusions
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| Living inside a sphere
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| Of what we think might be
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| I must break these chains of delusions off me
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| To look up and see that all
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| Is not all it was made out to be
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| Striking out to break preconceptions
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| But all cannot always adhere
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| Messages lost in the rivers of lifetimes
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| Flowing away to somewhere
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| Iridescent blue neon lights can’t disguise
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| Human displays of broken hope
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| Dragging the mind through cold waters of time
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| This illusion will not lose its grip
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| Now where is the other way?
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| A shadow of oblivion
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| In the back of your mind
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| I must break these chains of delusions off me
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| To look up and see that all
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| Is not all it was made out to be
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| Now I see that I could create a superior reality
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| But striving and changing and twisting and bending
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| The world changes only for me
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| All should consider all possible options
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| Break stride and think again
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| Drawing on strength from the will to make different
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| The situation at hand
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| Can the future be drawn in another direction
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| If we try to alter its course?
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| Or is all predetermined and since long decided
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| By something that we cannot touch?
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| In the answer lies questions in multiple layers
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| And one can still bring it to fall
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| All will evolve, the world will change
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| But the failure of one will still live on |