I've felt the winds of change blow through my hair,
And
Saw an old man with a cane, hid hair was
You suspend my animation, and I don't know when I
Reduced to ashes... smashed to peices. The standards that be,
You stand so high... I can see you from miles
Drifting... two lives pass each other by and i ask
At war with tradition, compassion, compulsion. Or is it just
If I could find the time, I’d find the time
Come walk with me, walk on to the horizon. Out
No, no one sees the real me. i see so
You know they've got me grasping, reaching, begging and pleading
Even when I cover my ears, I can still see
I can see that glimmer in your eye when you
Hands outstretched towards the stars. Eyes fixated on the skies...
Set adrift, endless into the rat race. Reaching out for
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