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74 willows wept the dayi plotted my escapethe road looking diseasedunder a blanket of leavesback now full circle, so it seems,with unused memoriesof secrets not worth keeping and willows weepingi used to think this time of yearof flying over the fence and beyond herebut i don't think so anymorei've been looking for the ending my story lacksa strong enough magnet to pull me backoh, you are thatoh, you are thata new outlook for a cynical soulthe feeling i get when the opiates flowyou are thatoh, you are thati found myself slipping in the snowadrenalin did flowSongtexteadding a smoke-screen to this flashback scenemy brain raced right back from numba peculiar reactionto those windows creakingyour voice speakingi think of us travelling at nightat a hundred times the speed of lighti don't think so anymorei've been looking for the ending my story lacksa strong enough magnet to pull me backoh, you are thatoh, you are thata new outlook for a cynical soulthe feeling i get when the opiates flowyou are thatoh, you are thati think of us travelling at nightat a hundred times the speed of lighti don't think so anymorei've been looking for the ending my story lacksa strong enough magnet to pull me backoh, you are thatoh, you are thata new outlook for a cynical soulthe feeling i get when the opiates flowyou are thatoh, you are thatoh, you are...that Aus Songtexte Mania