I used to be indecisive
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But now... I'm not so sure
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There's little sign of feeling
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When you look into their eyes.
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The politicians sighing, that -
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"nothing's going wrong in our world tonight -
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nothing... (we don't understand)"
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There's no point in speaking -
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"help me if you can"
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Is this a retribution
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to compensate for a lack of understanding.
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I think we should pretend
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that nothing's going wrong in our world tonight,
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nothing - (we don't understand)
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& I'm doing the best that I can.
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Am I locked up forever, in a picture of despair,
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I've put my spirit on to paper & into words
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I've opened my eyes & I've realised
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- who I really am.
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I thought I loved you, but I think I must be wrong
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There's another feeling in my heart
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This sense of pride, is silencing my sorrow,
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I find it hard to come alive
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when I'm hollowed out -
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from the inside:-
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Time Again For The Golden Sunset
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