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Darkened rolling figures move through prisms of no color. |
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Hand in hand, they walk the night, |
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But never know each other. |
| [00:35.28] |
Passioned pastel neon lights light up the jeweled trav'ler |
| [00:43.32] |
Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams, |
| [00:46.92] |
Find questions, but no answers. |
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Startled eyes that sometimes see phantasmagoric splendor |
| [01:02.25] |
Pirouette down palsied paths |
| [01:02.85] |
With pennies for the vendor. |
| [01:09.99] |
Salvation's yours for just the time it takes to pay the dancer. |
| [01:17.52] |
And once again such anxious men |
| [01:19.80] |
Find questions, but no answers. |
| [01:24.69] |
The night has gone and taken it's infractions, |
| [01:27.84] |
While saddened eyes hope there will be a next one. |
| [01:40.62] |
Sahara signs look down upon a world that glitters glibly. |
| [01:48.72] |
And mountain sides put arms around |
| [01:52.56] |
The unsuspecting city. |
| [01:57.15] |
Second hands that minds have slowed are moving even faster |
| [02:04.98] |
Toward bringing down someone who's found |
