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And now like a new born, our eyes open fresh. No need to hide, no current regrets. We need not run, nor scream or fear, open your eyes child the world is here..
No Power Like Change
I can't lookup anymore, to watch you grow old, I'm trapped in the footsteps of the stories you've told. I defended your ways, even on your bad days. But now what you paved, has faded away.
The Meeting
I'm still lost in all the silence and images of us as we dance, blurry figures flair beside us and I fall deeper in this darkness.
The Puppet's Song.
You pay for my existence, so I think I should smile. It's a fruitless existence, so make it worth while. Your a walking contradiction of what you think is right.