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A veil unfolds across my eyes |
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A shadow falls on open skies |
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Seeds of doubt leave me without |
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Any idea of my whereabouts |
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Where do I look for proof |
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Who do I ask and what do say |
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As I sail on my voyage of truth |
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Curiosity quickens, questions arise |
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Pick out the fools, show me the wise |
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Who's to know and what's to show |
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Is amber the step between stop and go |
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Songs of seasons, sing us, sing** |
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But is summer, winter, autumn, spring |
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What is time within my mind |
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Is a red rose red to a man who's blind |
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Where do I look for proof |
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Who do I ask and what do say |
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As I sail on my voyage of truth |
