Patiently devoted to the words I haven’t spoken,
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but have heard a thousand times and never cared about
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Lived above the closely sandy winter
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That’s been decided without me in the past time
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Decisions have been made without me
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Thru the eastern wall the sun shine in and hit my face
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I fell down dead
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and was never woken up again
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The limitation wasn’t there to my surprise
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And then they told me the decision have already been made
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Slack
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| Fireside |
