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Don't ask me how I know
Just look over your shoulder You won't recognise yourself You won't have to ask Is everyone here much older Are communications feeling much colder Everytime you look over your shoulder Sudden like the wind transversed The gulf of friendship passed Stillness mounts in this high place Silence stays the same I am I will I can are aims But can we tell which are the games Everytime we pass the blame Fearful thoughts are bitter sweet His charms are soft in youth The sting is of elusive hands That reared him from his tooth We know that shadows move on course We'll have to take this boy by force Everytime you look over your shoulder |
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