| Break down the door and you stop and stare
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| Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane
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| Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours
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| And the tragic visions of joy
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| Break down the door and you stop and stare
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| Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane
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| Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours
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| And the tragic visions of joy
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| Sometimes you’ll try to tear off your disguise, revealing something new.
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| The image you once loved, the lies you thought you knew.
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| Maybe you’ll realise one day that
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| Everything you know is a replica of gold.
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| All you’ve ever known are shadows in the cave, shadows in the cave
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| Break down the door and you stop and stare
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| Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane
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| Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours
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| And the tragic visions of joy
|
| Break down the door and you stop and stare
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| Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane
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| Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours
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| And the tragic visions of joy |
| Fortune betrays your position.
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| Leads you down the road, the never ending road.
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| The image you once loved, fades and leaves you cold.
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| You reach out for something real,
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| The trust you once knew, is just an illusion.
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| All you’ve ever known, riding the waves, drifting on the sea.
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| Break down the door and you stop and stare
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| Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane
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| Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours
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| And the tragic visions of joy
|
| Break down the door and you stop and stare
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| Man, and you feel like you walked in on an open plane
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| Watching the world with all it’s magic, and the colours
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| And the tragic visions of joy |