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Well, I've walked these streets
A virtual stage It seemed to me Makeup on their faces Actors took their places next to me Well, I've walked these streets In a carnival of sights to see All the cheap thrill-seekers The vendors and the dealers They crowded around me Have I been blind? Have I been lost inside myself and my whole mind? Hypnotized, mesmerized, by what my eyes have seen? Well, I've walked these streets In a spectacle of wealth and poverty In the diamond market The scarlet welcome carpet that they just rolled out for me And I've walked these streets In the madhouse asylum they can be Where a wild-eyed mystic prophet on a traffic island stopped And he raved of saving me Have I been blind? Have I been lost inside myself and my whole mind? Hypnotized, mesmerized, by what my eyes have seen Have I been wrong? Have I been wise to shut my eyes and play along? Hypnotized, paralyzed by what my eyes have found By what my eyes have seen What they have seen? Have I been blind? Have I been lost? Have I been wrong? Have I been wise? Have I been strong? Have I been hypnotized, mesmerized By what my eyes have found? In that great street carnival Have I been blind? Have I been lost? Have I been wrong? Have I been wise? Have I been strong? Have I been hypnotized, mesmerized By what my eyes have found? In that great street carnival, in that carnival |
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I may know the word
But not say it I may know the truth But not face it I may hear a sound A whisper sacred and profound But turn my head Indifferent I may know the word But not say it I may love the fruit But not taste it I may know the way To comfort and to sooth A worried face But fold my hands Indifferent If I'm on my knees I'm begging now If I'm on my knees Groping in the dark I'd be prying for deliverance From the night into the day But it's all grey here It's all grey to me I may know the word But not say it This may be the time But I might waste it This may be the hour Something move me Someone prove me wrong Before night comes With indifference If I'm on my knees I'm begging now If I'm on my knees Groping in the dark I'd be prying for deliverance From the night into the day But it's all grey here But it's all grey to me I recognize the walls inside I recognize them all I've paced between them Chasing demons down Until they fall In fitful sleep Enough to keep their strength Enough to crawl Into my head With tangled threads They riddle me to solve Again and again and agan |
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