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wait for me behind
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the walls behind the sky
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revolution finds
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the road to ease our minds
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can we walk outside and
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leave our fragile pride
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within the holes forever
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deeper we must hide
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shattered pictures of
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a moment lost in time
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between the cracks in the ground
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between the cracks in the ground
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I see a painted face
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through a colored haze
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an enchanted place
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its time to sail away
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In my eyes I've lived a life
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that's so surreal
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my imagination questions what is real
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shadows spinning in my mind
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just like a wheel
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between the cracks in the ground
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between the cracks in the ground
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passing through the doors
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I stop to close them one by one
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looking through the keyholes far behind
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Cracks In The Ground
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| Dokken |
