 Till the end of time, the world stops, we all stand sill
Let the floods come, as they always do, watch the sun break through
We are memories and signs, some of what we leave behind
Waiting for the wave
We are fragments made of time, we are broken, we are fine
There's something, repetition, real life, not some exhibition
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
Insanitory illness, over worked, can not help
To steal you from, a future life, you've got to stop hurts, hurts
A thousand ways you can escape, disappear and fade away
Tell me that I'm wrong
All that strength can make you weak
Chasing you and chasing me, all night
There's something, repetition, real life, not some exhibition
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
Insanitory illness, over worked, can not help
The balance is your spade, you make it back like no one else
There's something, repetition, real life, real life, real life, real
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
The balance is your spade, you make it back like no one else
Insanitory illness, over worked, can not help
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
Myself, myself
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