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So on the way down I count the days of numbers out So on the way down I lose the sense of meaning Hey there, you know All lights gone out Time's running out It's meant to be Afar, a hanging on the trees Away from sight and hearing A time when all the leaves were green Embarrassed now from blooming SongtexteHey there, you know Man's playing god Life can be bought and sold with ease Hang like a star Lay down like a brick I've been made a fool of me Dry as a nail Through flesh into wood I've been made a fool of me Hey there, you know All kinds of sad Grey kind of black is hanging on All kinds of bad are hanging on. Aus Songtexte Mania