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Some days you waste your life away

These times I find no words to say

A crime I once committed filled me

Too much of heaven's eyes I saw through

Only when meanings have no reason

They're taken beyond your sense of right



Small boy kneels, wandering in a great hall

He pays pennance to the air above him

White circles, black lines surround me

Reborn, so plain my eyes see

This is the reason that I came here

To be so near to such a person



I'm so tired, I'm so tired


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