| That is all. |
| You can seel your eyes.
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| So the world around won’t make you bother.
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| Anyway, you cannot regain
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| All the best you gave, your soul is frozen
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| Take off your face
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| Your pride and your glory,
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| Choose for yourself
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| What you have heard,
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| Was it truth or was it lies …
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| That is all. |
| The day’s run dry,
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| All your thoughts erased along with the night.
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| Fortune’s gone, though the darkness fled,
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| Emptiness still lives somewhere inside
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| The light of your broken dreams
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| Has failed to release
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| The good inside you.
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| Your peace was gambled away
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| In this dreadful game,
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| But you are coming home again
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| The stars in the sky are making the night
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| More beautiful than any day,
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| Whispers in mind are talking so bright,
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| They’re helping you find your own way.
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| The wind blows away this awful pain,
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| The show it brings feeling so nice.
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| You’re dreaming again of fortune and fame
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| And you’re never going to open your eyes
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| That is all. |
| You can never leave.
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| Eager again for the night of your glory.
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| But silence comes, everybody’s gone,
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| Dreams dissolve in mist… but that’s not over!
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| The same pain emerges,
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| The world lives around you,
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| Your brand new day
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| Is dim and pathetic.
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| The truth is inside,
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| Now you can hear it
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| And now you can see. |