Dim the lights and open my eyes
Seal the message overheard
You never thought I would unearth
In time, out of rhyme
And in every part of his design
So don’t leave me hanging now
All of our reasoning has bought itself
All of past they’ve swept
And all of the rights they’ve kept
For their own gain
We’ve left answer silent
We’ve lost the ark on dry land
We let ourselves be indebted to our own precious guilty conscience
Anyhow the river resides
The holiest of divides
You never thought unearth on this earth
In time, out of rhyme
And in every part of his design
So don’t leave me hanging now
All of our reasoning has bought itself
All of past they’ve swept
And all of the rights they’ve kept
For their own gain
We’ve left answer silent
We’ve lost the ark on dry land
We let ourselves be indebted to our own precious guilty conscience
Never have I seen that someone’s dying in the edge before us
All of our reasoning has bought itself
All of past they’ve swept
And all of the rights they’ve kept
Why won’t you say what’s obviously true to everyone?
No more memory and no more history
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