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Poets Of The Fall Alchemy Vol 1

We can't seem to let go The thread's so thin it just doesn't show anymore It seems like we're playing charades Playing like we're afraid to live And

Times when I just can't Bring myself to say it loud 'Fraid that what I'll say comes out somehow awry That is when it seems We move in circles day to

I've walked the distance, I paid my dues and tried to have a go at what I thought I knew was real, held no appeal I've been to places, I've seen the

Look in my eyes I'll make you see We're drifting aimlessly Blind in a world of make believe Hear them sing their songs off key N' nod like they agree

Too late, the melody is over The joke seems to be on me cos I'm the one not laughing Down here on the floor Deflate, the mystery of living In the most

why With no-one wearing their real face It's a whiteout of emotion And I've only got my brittle bones to break the fall When the love in letters fade

In our headlights, staring, bleak, beer cans, deer's eyes on the asphalt underneath, our crushed plans and my lies lonely street signs, powerlines, they

pace And it's not even seven AM You're feeling the rush of anguish settling You cannot help showing them in. Hurry up then Or you'll fall behind and