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THIS IS:These are the hands of a tired manThis is the old man's shroudThese are the eyes of the blood crazed tigerStaring at the maddening crowdThis is the face of a teenage motherThis is the child she bearsThis is the soul of her broken loverSearching for the smiles she sharedThese are the feet of the punished pilgrimAnd in his book of punished loveYou see his eyesYou see no surpriseWaiting for a lie that's true.Everybody hits you with this feelingNobody seems to understandYou stop, you lookYou're searching for the meaningWasting your life awayThese are the dreams of a sleeping fatherAnd in his long lost daysHe sees a childHe sees his eyesWaiting for the price he's paidThese are the tears of a fallen idol,And in his smile of shattered love,You see his eyesYou see no surpriseYou just see lights then realiseHere with youNo one here but youNo one moves but youNobody touches like youYouNobody moves like youEverybody hits youEverybody knocks you downThese are the feet of a punished pilgrimAnd to the book he praysYou see his eyesYou see no surpriseYou just see lights then you realise