| You have seen everything
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| Still your eyes are blue
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| Lines are drawn on your face
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| Underneath still you
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| Running through a fading film
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| Whistling the score
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| Truth is slowly sinking in
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| And you know it’s time to go
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| Darker days, longer nights, endless dreaming
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| Colder ways, icy eyes keep revealing
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| Always hanging on, always open up
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| To darker days, longer nights, endless dreaming
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| Nothing else ever last
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| Than the sense of drifting
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| On and on through time and space
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| While the sounds are shifting
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| Try to go against the tide
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| Staying in control
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| Some of us are growing up
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| And others just grow old
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| Darker days, longer nights, endless dreaming
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| Colder ways, icy eyes keep revealing
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| Always hanging on, always open up
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| To darker days, longer nights, endless dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming |