You are bleak


You are beautiful

No matter what they say





In this light

Tired childish games


Swept us all away




Singing it out


Singing it out for all of us


Singing it out

Singing it out for all of us





This is strange

This is wonderful


Its grip chokes us all




It takes time


More than we have


So what have we done?




Singing it out


Singing it out for all of us

Singing it out


Singing it out for all of us




It takes time


Please, tell me what we've done


It takes time

Please, tell me what have we done





Singing it out

Singing it out for all of us


Singing it out


Singing it out for all of us

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