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Don't hang around, son, blacked out by fear All bits of reason are lost in a smear Led to the edge by conflated ideas There’s a world we all seek that's beginning to tear Don't paint yourself out, we will need you here Place of worship falling, the dogs begin to sneer The flame is steady risin’, grinnin' ear to ear Catch a flying ember, listen to the seer Out with the old and in with the blue I surmise I don't have any answers for you Rise and fall, that's the lesson in his scrawl I ain't sure, I don't have any answers at all Don't get yourself sink-holdin' the gun Meditation, aggravation makes it all come undone Out with the old and in with the blue I’ve been told I don’t have any graces, it's true Aus Songtexte Mania