The smoky mist it hovered over the distant echoes of your voice through my The wind blows like a mystery standing on a mountain top within my They me
And I don't know how I'm to feel of this makes any sense at all to me Lullabies sung by a distant memory, seems to me when I'm down In this world of sadness Golden chalices filled with madness come for me Broken lie all around me A flowing pastel red upon the ground in the I'm in
I gazed up the night sky Shivering cold from a brave man's As I opened up my eyes a strange light seemed to all over me
I heard this voice from nowhere all that wasn't there Confirming all believing it was the time it You to:
Crawl, before you walk, walk before you run, run before you die You have to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt before you learn, before you try
I feel like a turning, turning on midnight - distorted - faces I feel like a wheel lights up my eyes, happiness me in some peculiar way I feel like a turning, turning on midnight
You to: Crawl, crawl before you walk, walk before you run, run you die You have to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt you learn, learn before you try
Now the mist was clearing I see the stars that lit the sky I waited silent for a voice, a vision I could not find Never heard but I wasn't jaded and voice of reason never left my mind
You to: Crawl, crawl you walk, walk before you run, run before you die You have to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt before you learn, learn you try
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