Gather all the scraps and headlines sort them put them in a box
As night will seal up doors with frozen locks
Another day passed by
And if the universe is endless somewhere out there are other us
There's a place where all had happened not despite
But naturally and right
I ran away to stay awake
The space-time behind seems to disappear
I follow a trail of crumbs left by the ones lost in the dark before
The warning signs flew by, the line to cross
Is somewhere out there
Don't you dream to escape to get a breath
Ahead, losing sense
Ahead, across the fence
Ahead, what have we left
And the thunder of drums
As the red smoke lifts
In the middle of spotlight
Don't you dream to escape to get a breath
Ahead, losing sense
Ahead, across the fence
Ahead, what have we left
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