It seems as clear as yesterday
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We saw it in a dream
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but dream became insanity
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an awful gaping scream
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So sad to see such emptiness
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So sad to see such tears
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And heaped up leaves of bitterness
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turned mouldy down the years
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Nothing but the truth.
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Common words in use
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Hard to find excuse
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Harder than the truth
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Like Icarus we flew too high
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We flew too near the sun
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They caught us in that awful glare
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Our hapless throats were strung
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But just before the final stroke
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They took us victims of the rope
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And cast us far beyond the deep
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To lie in never ending sleep
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It seems as clear as yesterday
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They cast us in the deep
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We lie in darkest night for good
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Never ending sleep
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A never ending bitter gloom
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Whose darkness seldom clears
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A God forsaken emptiness
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Which fills our hearts with tears
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Nothing But The Truth
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Gary Brooker |