Crucify my mind, but always know you'll never find,
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Ideas so set in my gone blind.
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Separated from a color, just to live a life of fuller knowing,
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Understanding why glass breaks.
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And you know that I can't, live another moment,
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Always knowing I'll never reach you,
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Always understanding, never reprimanding,
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Always knowing I'll never reach you.
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How can I be like you, in spite of me,
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How can I see like you do right beside of me,
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Always trying on my own but tripping falling long the way,
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Losing sight of what comes next,
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Smashing everything held sacred, scatter harmless waves of gray,
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Sharpened as the dust collects.
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And you know that I can't, live another moment,
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Always knowing I'll never reach you,
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Always understanding, never reprimanding,
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Always knowing I'll never reach you.
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How can I be like you, in spite of me,
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How can I see like you do right beside of me,
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Time is ending oh so quickly, bringing back what's lost and gone,
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Hope is yet a stone and rope,
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Lost at sea never to return, eyes of sparkle seldom lead,
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Back to you I start to run.
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Broken Glass
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