Once a shadow
A hazy prediction from the past
Now sings your song
Now sings your song
Never thought they mattered
All the crazy stories of what went down
But they sing your song
Now sing your song
I have a dream of a hope that is
Only the shadow of a memory
Of a tiny cloud passing before the sun
Yet it spreads, widens, flattens, fades
I have a dream of a hope that is
Only the shadow of a memory
Of a tiny cloud passing before the sun
Yet it spreads, widens, flattens, fades
Like all waves
Like all shocks
Spins and turns
Angles and curves
The shape of these dreams half remembered
Slip the surly bonds of this earth
And touch the face of true perfection
A perfect face
Perfect lace
Find the perfect world for the end of me
End of line
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