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  • SticcatoC
    What is this thing This voice in our head Are we sleeping Are we dreaming No we are awake Watching the hands of time wash away our dreams No more we say No
    Message 1 of 1 , Feb 11, 2009
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      What is this thing
      This voice in our head
      Are we sleeping
      Are we dreaming
      No we are awake
      Watching the hands of time
      wash away our dreams

      No more we say
      No more are we awake
      We are dreaming this life
      to walk to the next
      Burning fire, cool dank forests crystal water
      we dance on the highway
      Stroll down city streets
      Looking at faces that are
      as blank as the minds that they
      are looking out of
      We are all children looking for
      a way out or a way up
      Ascending to the divine or
      descending into the fire
      Hoarding absolution
      Burning with revolt to evolve
      Subdued by prejudice and hate
      by society and law
      We are all dying for what
      we think is freedom
      We are blind

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