Such a strange thing
It is brand new and weak
Could it ride the downward spiral to the end?
Well, suffering is just part of the deal I´ve spent a bunch of time out of my mind Making it real
Looking through the days we live in
Where has the seed been?
All those hounds hiding their sad faces in the ground Wearing their suits on the sunny days Folks, what a mess!
How could you be so naive?
Now there is a black hole spinning down into the void
Right where your smile and tears collide Instead, an empty space, a deaf cry of distress Taking the place of what you called truth
And there is a man holding his heart in his left hand Patiently waiting up to swoon Do you remember his face? Could you remember his face?
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