| The scene looks very empty
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| Held in front of what might be
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| The books they all want to tempt me
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| And try to set me free
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| And now I’m on the other side
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| Looking back at me
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| The voices gnarl against us all
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| Telling what must be
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| And I see stars in the morning
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| Not knowing if I’m dead
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| I see stars with my eyes closed
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| Remember everything you said
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| Ten years after I have read
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| These words were still all in my head
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| I’m alive but you are dead
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| The words she used and what she said
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| Now I’m on the other side
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| I can’t tell if she’s right
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| Voices call against us all
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| Living out my life
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| I see stars in the morning
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| Not knowing if I’m dead
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| I see stars are my eyes closed
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| Remember everything you said
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| After midnight broken gate
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| It closed upon my soul
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| Your frozen image standing there
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| Warning me not to go
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| Into the cold
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| When I always start to fall
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| It all looks very clean
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| All along has she been gone
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| Or will she haunt my dreams |