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Still I haunt the realm of shades in all its shining colours |
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While I'm singing and dissolving |
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My obsessions, they are symptoms of my being weary |
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Of my dazed life, of the silence |
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The sun is pouring down on me, |
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And if I didn't sing out |
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Oh for my life, oh for my death |
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It almost seems as if I'd drown in its golden sea of sunbeams |
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Till it's over, till it's over |
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Trapped in no-man's-land between my old life and the new world |
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Can't escape it, can't escape it |
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Giving in to suctions with a fragile, fiendish pleasure |
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When I'm on it, when I'm on it |
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And yet decay is glowing and announcing a new era |
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And a new world, oh a new world |
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If I could perceive the new life, sense it and outguess it |
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As a tender silver lining |
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Until the curtain draws in front of my eyes... |
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Until the curtain draws in front of my eyes... |
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The sun is pouring, it's pouring down on me |
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And if I did not, didn't sing it out |
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Oh for my life, oh for my death |
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Oh for my death |
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Until the curtain draws in front of my eyes... |
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Until the curtain draws in front of my eyes... |
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