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Somewhere I know
      Reality
Somewhere I know
        What had to be
Somehow I know
        what I had to do
Pull you out
       into the air ---
Now I can breathe again.
 
Who are you?
Oh who are you?
Starting anew
Walking forward. . .
 
Maybe you will discover
        Your past was no lie
Maybe you will discover
        I have made this I
Maybe you will discover
        that nothing has to be
Maybe one day you'll recover
Maybe one day
        you will be made free
 
For Reality is so malleable
   always rearranging
Yesterday
   you walked through a world
Today
   there's no more you
Yesterday you were on a ledge
   overlooking into
where these whispers come from:
   the strange and sudden silence.