| Who can say what moves my hand?
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| Who can see the things I’ve planned?
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| All is not as it should be
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| Dealing with reality
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| And it comes when nighttime falls
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| Like a voice the darkness calls
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| Sometimes I feel I lose my place
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| When pressure blinds me like a storm
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| And I’m resigning from this race
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| I need the night to keep me warm
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| In darkness, forever deep
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| Forever deep in silvery sleep
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| Once upon a time a king
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| Full of promise, full of spring
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| Fool at heart and fooled by pride
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| Foolishly he let love die
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| So the king and kingdom falls
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| Like a voice the darkness calls
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| Can you say what moves my hand?
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| Can you see the things I’ve planned?
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| All is not the way it seems
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| Time has taken all my dreams
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| Like a friend the curtain falls
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| Like a voice the darkness calls |