In the wasteland that grows inside Within me I shall find myself
Slowly walking, pacing front See through these blind eyes Stepping on shadows, touching air Stones move as I stand still Seek the answers in the skies As we dont even know ourselves Silent, as the sun sets before our eyes
In the wasteland that grows inside Within me I shall find myself
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a heart Dream as the years go by Carrying our own cross Seek the answers in the skies As we dont even know ourselves Silent, as the sun sets before our eye