Outside the last remaining shadows of the day
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Too vague to make out
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De Chirico has packed his case and left
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Abandoning his stakeout
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Inside the music and the lights unite
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To overpower the fading day
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In here with you beside me, warm and dry and safe
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My mind begins to stray
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(I see reflections of what was and what could be
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In dark and light they dance around me
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Ambition, memories, fears, hope and fantasies)
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Crucial words never said
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All the good that you spread
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Each a fragment of meaning to me
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Who else amongst the dancing crowd
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Can share the sense that we are falling
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Above the sound who else can hear and see
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The fates as they are calling
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That vision is a blessing, is an error
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Time can only sweep away
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Insight is there to guide us
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We ignore its message in our own display
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(I see reflections of the people we could be
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A million faces now surround me
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Beloved, abandoned, fortunate, or refugee)
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There were tears in the night
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Summer days without end
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Each a fragment of meaning to me
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From the birth of a child
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To the loss of a friend
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Each a fragment of meaning to me
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(Demons of the mind
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Demons of the mind
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Demons of the mind
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Demons of the mind
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Demons of the mind
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Demons of the mind)
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(I see reflections of what was and what could be
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In dark and light they dance around me
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Ambition, memories, fears, hope, and fantasies)
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Crucial words never said
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All the good that you spread
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Each a fragment of meaning to me
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All the tears that you weep
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All the love that you keep
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Just a piece of the meaning to me
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Crucial words never said
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All the love that you spread
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Each a fragment of meaning to me
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The confusion and pain
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The contentment again
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Just a piece of the meaning to me.
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Reflections
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| Human League |
