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I see lGife as one big optical ilEmlusion, There’s nAmothing here that I can comprehDend AmoGngst the hesitation and confEmusion, I fAmind myself sat wishing for an eB7nd
Well liEmsten out, Here’s a sCong to be sung and a siGght to be seen that is clDear Well liEmsten out, There’s a laCugh and a smile and a chGeek that is unstained by teB7ars
ThEmere’s no use in crying in the dAmark Gathering dDust at the back of the shGelf B7 So rEmeady up, get set and make a mAmark D
And so I tell myself
When you’re fGeeling down and you’ve dropped your crown And frCeedom’s hard to find There’s anEmother way, retrace to yesterday, When sDhe was on your mind GYou’ve spent years and years reflecting CWhen you should’ve been correcting EmTake a break, see wDhat you left behGind Em All these illDusions on my mGind
If you see lGife as one big optical ilEmlusion, There’s nAmothing here to guide you through your dDay AlGongside hesitation and confEmusion There’s liAmttle else but grief and debt to pB7ay
Well lEmisten out, Here’s a sCong to be sung and a siGght to be seen that is clDear Well liEmsten out, There’s a laCugh and a smile and a chGeek that is unstained by teB7ars
ThEmere’s no use in crying in the dAmark Gathering dDust at the back of the shGelf B7 So rEmeady up, get set and make a mAmark D
And so I tell myself
When you’re fGeeling down and you’ve dropped your crown And frCeedom’s hard to find There’s anEmother way, retrace to yesterday, When sDhe was on your mind GYou’ve spent years and years reflecting CWhen you should’ve been correcting EmTake a break, see wDhat you left behGind Em All these illDusions on my mGind
Without yGou, life’s just an optical illEmusion, I’m cAmrippled by a lack of inner pDeace, I’m yeGarning for that magical sensEmation, The wAmarmth and joy that gets me through my wB7eek
Well lEmisten out, Here’s a sCong to be sung and a siGght to be seen that is clDear Well liEmsten out, There’s a laCugh and a smile and a chGeek that is unstained by teB7ars
ThEmere’s no use in crying in the dAmark Gathering dDust at the back of the shGelf B7 So rEmeady up, get set and make a mAmark D
And so I tell myself
When you’re fGeeling down and you’ve dropped your crown And frCeedom’s hard to find There’s anEmother way, retrace to yesterday, When sDhe was on your mind GYou’ve spent years and years reflecting CWhen you should’ve been correcting EmTake a break, see wDhat you left behGind Em All these illDusions on my mGind