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Till Tragic Voices Wake Us

I hear the incessant voices
A down pour of broken nothing
And I smile at the anger in your heart
As I laugh and sing

You made the grave mistake
In your younger days
You listened too close
When you should have daydreamed most
Oh how you've paid with your imagination

We are born with the gift of dreams
Drifting in and out of fantasy
Easy on the eyes and soft to the touch
Till tragic voices wake us

Now you want to ruin me
Burn me down like Rome
With you lifeless eyes
And luke warm hearts
You want me to be a prisoner
In my own home

Chorus 2x

Oh till tragic voices wake us
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