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Do you remember standing on a broken field
White crippled wings beating the sky
The harbingers of war with their nature revealed
And our chances flowing by

If I can let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field

Seems to matter what I do, so I'm saving this 4 U
Cos it seems to be the last piece there is
And you haven't had a chance yet to taste this
Fragments of a life you shouldn't miss

Seems to matter what I say, so I'll hold my tongue at bay
And rather use my lips to kiss your frown away
So your doubts no longer darken your day

You say you feel a chill in the season
Like something is falling apart
You say you can't hold it together much longer
And I should look after your heart

But I feel a change coming on
Rolling out of the blue like a storm
And it's bending your will like a willow tree twisting

We made ourselves a home out of our dreams
Brought with us this love, now bitter sweet
And maybe I could say now that I always thought of you
Are you wrong to walk with me your whole life through

And I know, we go deeper than skin
But what lies within?
Still deeper than we know

Here I go again rushing headlong without a second thought,
And where reality awaits I choose to fantasise
And I build myself another piece of this memory estate
But I can't find the key to walk inside my own life

And the way you walked in,
I would kiss the earth beneath your feet

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 tidings,
I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal
And so I came to gaze upon the stars, when they were yet unborn
And consequently, tear at my old scars, and the mask I had outworn

So when I'm crying alone

They're locking up the sun, the light of reason gone,
n' hope has been succesfully undone
The question's burning on, where is it coming from,
no-one seems to know the monster born

It's a bad trip on a sinking ship, when no-one seems responsible
Scapegoat to rock the boat, yeah, we need someone expendable
Volunteers to face the fears, can we be sensible