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the great city - in praise of reason ii: pertaining to those wandering كلمات أغنية

i am the sound of waiting in the rain
the sound of footsteps you recognise
i am the wrong place, at the wrong time
the held tongue and the forced smile, of who you cared about
a room with no windows

at the bottom of the box is hope
in between the books is a note
underneath it all, is a small girl
asphyxiated under a deluge of hopelessness
her last breath

i’m losing myself in the lines that surround your smile
i can feel my bones decay, and i know that we’re growing apart
everyone i love is dying right before me

eventually we’re all strangers
finding our feet. finding our path
i understand

facing a world of injustice, fighting to have a chance
to pretend that i’m keeping in touch with my mind
that i won’t just let it all go to waste, i pretend that i exist for a reason
i have potential to create
so cut down the noose and hold my head up high

i understand i’m losing my touch
i’m losing my reason to breathe
every night, i find myself pacing these halls
watching, breathing, grieving, old days

- the great city

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