Well your eyes are out of my soul, cold and tired
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Open like a door to a winter's night
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Silver sky becomes a background that begins to grey
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Won't find me falling the second I awake
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I thought I was going backwards
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Walking down the lane
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Found a foggy street
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Now I'm not the same
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Through a maze of walls and fences
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Nothing can be heard
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Where a million images are spun to just one
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My memories are twisted here as I stand
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They hold no meaning for me now without a sound
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I can hear the bells are ringing calmly in my ears
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Cross the fields that stretch forever
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It won't disappear
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The Second I Awake
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| Screaming Trees |
