I'll cover my eyes with your hand
Don't wanna know your history
All the journeys you've traveled
Let's play with the stars
And tomorrow you'll miss me
This illusion I can't trust until
I can't scream as wild as any
Ghost or shadow, left too many
At times it seems that we are one
Suppose, the words of a man
Who stands on the dust of our planet
mind's covered and clothed
He's covered and closed to his woes
He's scared of the present
The sun is his king, the sky is his,
I can't keep up this illusion,
I can't trust until it's proven
We are one but we keep moving
Ghost or shadow, left too many
At times it seems that we are one,
These things you think matter,
Things that we built into
These things you think matter,
Things that we built into
Things that we built into
These things you think matter
Things that we built into
These things you think matter,
Things that we built into
These things you think matter,
Shatter, shatter and fall
These things you think matter,
Things that we built into
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