Из альбома: The Rising Tide
And it's strange
How we're wasting our lives
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When the pain helps us rise here we stay
Though it's only a clever game
Running from our lives
And we linger on
But if we try to lift up our eyes
Replacing the lies
We own this moment
Everything and everyone
And in the end we all are one
Truth will not be denied
And it's strange
How we're selling our time and we wait
We are lost in a clever game
Running from our lives
And they lead us on
But if we try to lift up our eyes
Replacing the lies
We own this moment
Everything and everyone
And in the end we all are one
Truth will not be denied