Ever wonder about which words were said?
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Watch slow moving pictures pass instead
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I disassembled what was mundane
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Looking for what's left and does remain
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I challenge the truth,
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I'm fighting illusions
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Come, let's be receptive
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To all the senseless delusions
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Moments that bore the years of youth
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Now a hintless trace of me and you
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Synchronise our words that are sincere
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Articulated in ways hard to hear
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Let us recognise the end
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Seal it from within
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I know love did confound us then
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And there's no one there, all alone again
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Never will I leave before all's been said and done
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And I turn to you: "Can you see the fading sun?"
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Senseless
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Theatre Of Tragedy |