Day after day they rush past the end of
time never stopped
distant stars
this life who knows when to send more clear my mind busy pace
Who paid the busy figure
whom the hearts of lonely lonely
tell
to whom life is a dream then the United States alone
have lucid dreams when
dawn after a night again
time will never stay for the years of whom worry
whom alone the middle of the night wake up in tears
Looking to the stars in the night sky only his boring mind
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