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The world is a running brookTake a lookCold and always movingBlind but never soothingIt moves like you and IIn the moonlightPerfect like a circleAnd powerful with energyThe world is an open bookTake a lookWelcome to your own viewsYour greed is your own hangman's nooseShe takes whatever you can give to herNo soonerNever judgingNo matter how much you seem not to careThe world is a bull whose horns you cannot pullSilently rewardingRelentlessly commandingThe world's own heart seems to be left behindYour heart was left behind youAnd I am behind you, too Aus Songtexte Mania