歌词
Every day I wake, physically weaker than before,
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In my growing mind, the dreams I've left behind, the sign that there was more,
Colourless and vague, the thoughts they slip away with the daylight
Can I get it back, what can I do to get them back inside?
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Into the delay, the sounds don't carry on into the graves,
All I've left to find, the parts I realise, all collective thoughts,
Blackness it awaits, slumber hits the rain outside my window,
With the brand new day, I've got some things I really have to find.