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Elegy

Альбом:

Lost - 1995

Текст песни:

Lost

Good morning my son, watch the sun topping your dream
In the future a future to see

Morning or not, it's always to late
Why do we live in the past?
A moment is just long enough for the next to erase

A fading dimension, with a link to the soul
It feels like, no freedom, but life to go

I – hide the poet in silence
AM – where the whisper still screams
LOST – like a storm on the ocean

FIND ME

SON – to my inner emotions
To – kill the time on its way
ME – bringing lies to the notion

You're blessed with the power of seeing
What for others remains
The violence, the torment, with who to blame?

Take a look at my life
Encounter the ways protected by time
It's buying supplying and taking lives

Take a look at this face
The present disgust, tomorrows disgrace
We're hiding, denying we're stuck to race
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