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Lost in Mind and Space
Tired flesh feels heavy in the present
and not too long ago happiness was well spent.
Mind calculating every penny and cost
Fearing that coming times will be lost
As one forwards in time,
Inevitably loosing innocence
Living in broad daylight
Whilst the soul is wandering off still in the night.
Clamp in chains
In the freedom of our world within our minds
How low our dreams have become
Or ordinary our days have just to live by.
How far lost are we
In the life we're supposed to be.
Have we made the wrong turn
In every deciding moment after being born?
and not too long ago happiness was well spent.
Mind calculating every penny and cost
Fearing that coming times will be lost
As one forwards in time,
Inevitably loosing innocence
Living in broad daylight
Whilst the soul is wandering off still in the night.
Clamp in chains
In the freedom of our world within our minds
How low our dreams have become
Or ordinary our days have just to live by.
How far lost are we
In the life we're supposed to be.
Have we made the wrong turn
In every deciding moment after being born?
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