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After our time has passed we're like light through stained glass. We go on and on and on, in the end we're never gone. Out of the skies I shaped the silence and from the earth I carved these walls. A piece of the world was only mine and then I said I wanted more!

Last night was the last night of my past life. Got me here like you can never figure me out. Last night was the last time, was the last time. I'll never let you figure me outSitting here, talking to myself...