The sense of fear on which you feed When the people can抰 believe The things they read We抳e been brought up to feel left out Eclipsed by the shadows of our doubt
The pieces rise and rearrange And all the smiling faces seem so strange With tacit symmetry and prose I feel the doors behind me close
You抮e here alone inside this crowd You抳e faced the world and made us proud But when the bitterness returns There抯 nothing left to hide the burns
I抳e waited I抳e written on promises and dreams A thousand times Still relegated to these lines
Like water untainted the sad. Quixotic trail I抳e left behind Somehow it echoes in my mind And it almost feels like coming home
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The pieces rise and rearrange And all the smiling faces seem so strange With tacit symmetry and prose I feel the doors behind me close
You抮e here alone inside this crowd You抳e faced the world and made us proud But when the bitterness returns There抯 nothing left to hide the burns
I抳e waited I抳e written on promises and dreams A thousand times Still relegated to these lines
Like water untainted the sad. Quixotic trail I抳e left behind Somehow it echoes in my mind And it almost feels like coming home
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