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A white paper in my right hand For no reason, I draw my pictures and throw them out midway through That lights up tomorrow My dirty left hand Unnamed, I drew your picture and came across it in space That lights up tomorrow Endless blue, disappearing scenery, an ending winter The terrible rain submerges the door that slips away It echoes in the bottom of my permeated heart Undependable tomorrow's fleeting memory Is also a white shadow cut off from a small light After all, even this stabbed, knocked about, blotted out you of today Will ultimately end and start This gathered-up weak magic The reason; for this lost, knocked about, soiled me of today The end credits started to run Break this boring image That's right With you and I, the future begins to connect to The world that carries the last figure at the end SongtexteHas your future that I wrote to this shadow grown hazy? After all, even this stabbed, knocked about, blotted out you of today Will ultimately end and start This gathered-up weak magic The reason; for this lost, knocked about, soiled me of today The end credits started to run Break this boring image That's right Aus Songtexte Mania