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These ancient days are lonely now
They're getting to you slowly
The hours drift on without a word
They'll pass you by unknowing
Manifest in mindless games,
Round the bend ideas no names
But thoughts won't help you find this truth
They'll eat you 'til your blood runs blue
So dig inside your brain until you
Don't know how you came to be
Knowing what you know is loose
So obsess until that knowings truth
I'm scared to fall through you
I step back to my solemn drift
Hold these circles tight my friend
Take whispers from their perfect ways
Take whispers from their perfect ways
Hold these circles
While you can
Hold these circles
It's what we...
It's what we know
Or go back
And find it there
Where it lives inside your head
Where it lives inside your head
Where it lives inside your head
I step back to my solemn drift
I don't know
Here the sky is grey and ground is blue
Here I'll forget the taste of you – Tim lick
What can I do? –BT
Don't you say that you're fine
I know you better now
And I can see it in your eyes
The grey shapes that take you
An empty chair, the kitchen table
I want to be saved but I cannot stop
I'm just crying out for a better God
Lost men on every street
I see them reaching for the sea breeze
I want to be saved but I cannot stop
I'm just crying out for a better God
These ancient days are lonely now
They're getting to you slowly
The hours drift on without a word
They'll pass you by...
I step back to my solemn drift
So look back at eyes that wonder
And breath deep the heaving seas
All this stuff amounts to nothing
And where you're gone you wont be free
So feel the edges of a morning breeze
And pray into hands that hold them
Un-join those shapes that haunt your bed
Sleep deep amongst new
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