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BlindMansColour
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The denial of a dream,
nothing is as though it seems
The side of mind that always mocks,
A codeless lock, a handless clock
The questions run and never stop
for the answers never not been wrong.....
Is it something we can't see or find,
Something lost somewhere in my mind,
One more time....
I know why people need to say goodbye,
Life can be a worthless prize,
a shape with no depth or sides
Will there ever be a sign that tells us why we're left behind
Is it something we can't see or find,
Something lost somewhere in my mind....
See the laughs and second halfs,
you never thought they'd pass so fast,
an ended road, a blinding flash
It rushes back in photographs....
nothing is as though it seems
The side of mind that always mocks,
A codeless lock, a handless clock
The questions run and never stop
for the answers never not been wrong.....
Is it something we can't see or find,
Something lost somewhere in my mind,
One more time....
I know why people need to say goodbye,
Life can be a worthless prize,
a shape with no depth or sides
Will there ever be a sign that tells us why we're left behind
Is it something we can't see or find,
Something lost somewhere in my mind....
See the laughs and second halfs,
you never thought they'd pass so fast,
an ended road, a blinding flash
It rushes back in photographs....