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Lament
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While lamenting all the lack of, all those thoughts above my station,
I keep hold of air…still fragrant from when she was there…giving life to fascination
I can hear the same things, you know I can mould the same dreams,
I’m nothing more, still nothing less…so what’s the test?
There’s nothing, there’s nothing…and seeing’s not believing any more
While cementing all my thirst for, all that useless information,
I keep lines to share…or to say I was nearly there…
Still free from alienation I can hear the same things, you know I can mould the same dreams,
I’m nothing more, still nothing less…so what’s the test?
There’s nothing, there’s nothing…and seeing’s not believing any more
With pointed eyes and baited breath, I wait for her
I wait for her
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While lamenting all the lack of, all those thoughts above my station,
I keep hold of air…still fragrant from when she was there…giving life to fascination
I can hear the same things, you know I can mould the same dreams,
I’m nothing more, still nothing less…so what’s the test?
There’s nothing, there’s nothing…and seeing’s not believing any more
While cementing all my thirst for, all that useless information,
I keep lines to share…or to say I was nearly there…
Still free from alienation I can hear the same things, you know I can mould the same dreams,
I’m nothing more, still nothing less…so what’s the test?
There’s nothing, there’s nothing…and seeing’s not believing any more
With pointed eyes and baited breath, I wait for her
I wait for her
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