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Too much time spent thinking of ways to die. Sticky liquid filters shield our eyes from the sun I'll try to be more open in my hope for our time Blur the lines dividing what is ours and what is mine. Mother Theresa's been working nights Say no more, I'm on my way Gandhi's getting fed up, he's looking for a fight Say no more, I'm on my way And we all go down And we all go down again "I swore I'd bring you something sort of mine... Hands above my head, stealing sunlight from the sky And I lost myself when you went away--" "Say no more, I'm on my way" "--Anyway... 'bye" and we all go down And we all go down again I will pass on things that I've been shown You'll see too why I feel so alone in this world I'll try to be more open with my hope for our time blur the lines dividing what is ours And what is mine Say no more, I'm on my way to the sky Aus Songtexte Mania