| Certain was the fear trembling in your father’s chest
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| Encountering the ancients in a graveyard for those who never rest
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| Even the wind lay still as time revealed the fools we are
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| Quiet monoliths appear, suspended in the air
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| Solemn in their countenance, impervious to fear
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| Marveling at the symmetry that binds and brings us here
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| Separating threads of space, distinctions disappear
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| Take all of your answers, throw them in the flames
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| I’ll keep the questions, I’ll take the rain
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| Defend all your doctrines, those lies you had sworn
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| I’ll wander through the night, I’ll sleep in the storm
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| I’ll follow you to the end, I’ll weather the world, I’ll sleep in the storm
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| I’ll follow you to the end where time has no beginning
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| I pulled the past apart, futures unraveled with its plans
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| To my chagrin, the answers felt hollow in my hands
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| Adorned with memories that form the tapestry of life
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| Collective accounts of consciousness from virtue to vice
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| «Where are you now?» |
| My voice echoed in that canyon
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| I turned to find you lynched, choking with abandon
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| The scope of time at first profuse, now twisted to the shape of a noose
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| We wanted to see forever, but instead we saw the truth
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| Species of the nightmare, people of the dream
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| Language is your prison but also the key
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| Confront the heart of fear
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| Behold the shape of destiny
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| Spinning in the circles, waltz with the sun
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| There’s no time, many turn to one
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| Take all of your answers, throw them in the flames
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| I’ll keep the questions, I’ll take the rain
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| Defend all your doctrines, those lies you had sworn
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| I’ll wander through the night, I’ll sleep in the storm
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| I’ll follow you to the end, I’ll weather the world, I’ll sleep in the storm
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| I’ll follow you to the end where time has no beginning
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| Blinded by the shadow of what we’ve seen
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| Empty in our depths of understanding
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| Burdened with the weight of paradox
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| I fear we have been sentenced to be free |