I'll let the current pull me through, I don't expect a follow.
All the reason seem to drain away, we gaze at seas of sorrow.
The cumpose lies in pieces, it will be the sea that drags me in.
With my head beneath the waves I can't say when I'll be
coming up for air.
Set sail across the waters, we'll pull up anchors from the depths.
We'll face the boundaries that you bring forth.
On the breach of every new day, each time I close these eyes,
I can't help but find it missing, something's misplaced inside.
I'm standing at the margin, between what's real and fake.
I remember your face from somewhere,
but can you help me to recall just where?
Cause I'm getting the feeling, I'm getting closer
to something I thought I'd lost through the years.
We'll bring forth the boudaries, against what you bring forth.
On the breach of every new day, each time I close these eyes,
I can't help but find it missing, something's misplaced inside.
I'm standing at the margin, between what's real and fake.
What's real and fake.
And even when the winds stop blowing, we'll make our way towards the north.
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