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What's the point in building Avalon If you can't be happy when it's done? Who is in the race again Doesn't seem a long time since the last one? Wishing I could still make you happy Torn apart somehow Must be the waves we were carried on Crashing on the shores of Avalon Then grey painted aeroplanes fly over On their way to war And I'm dialling in, I'm dialling out There's darkness at the door Then I overdo my dose and I don't even know I'm here anymore It's just something that comes to us all What's the point in painting Avalon If you can't be present when it's done? Who is in the vale again Picking up the apples of Avalon? Then grey painted aeroplanes fly over On their way to war And I'm dialling in, I'm dialling out But the glass is still half full Then I overdo my dose and I don't even know I'm here anymore It's just something that comes to us all Aus Songtexte Mania