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This is a strange affair |
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The time has come to travel but the road is filled with fear |
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This is a strange affair |
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My youth has all been wasted and I'm bent and grey with years |
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And all my companions are taken away |
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And who will provide for me against my dying day |
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I took my own provision, but it fooled me and wasted away |
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Oh where are my companions? |
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My mother, father, lover, friend, and enemy |
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Where are my companions? |
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They're prisoners of death now, and taken far from me |
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And where are the dreams I dreamed in the days of my youth |
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They took me to illusion when they promised me the truth |
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And what do sleepers need to make them listen, |
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Why do they need more proof? |
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This is a strange, this is a strange affair |
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Won't you give me an answer? |
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Why is your heart so hard towards the one who loves you best? |
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When the man with the answer |
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Has wakened you, and warned you, and called you to the test |
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Wake up from your sleep that builds like clouds upon your eyes |
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And win back the life you had that's now a dream of lies |
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Turn your back on yourself and if you follow, |
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You'll win the lover's prize |
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This is a strange, this is a strange affair |
