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I Look out the Window, I see the sun in the sky, for now,
It is not for me
Stories of old times, Black Book of Lies with no reason nor rhymes
No secrets, no disguise

Colour of the jealousy that hangs over thee
Why don't you believe, You still do not know me

Books of true tales, Mirrors of tragedy
Remorseful and pale
As always
These news travel fast

Walking cross snowfields, how can I trust in this path I leave
Fading behind me
Pleading not guilty. It's in the nature of humankind
Installed in a man child

Life can -do it in many ways, toss dirt on your face
But I am your man, and for you I do all I can


Standing on the station, watching your train slowly disappear
I'm only shell of a man, I thought you knew who I am...


But go ahead and blame the fool
You have beliefs that aren't true
I have not lived the life you read from