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Doors of many, as of few,
leading inside out, around and through.
Past forgotten, now as new.
A line dividing false and true.
This one and only room.
And as trapped as we are, it’s the devil we know.
The exceptions we make will never be shown.
To the rest of the world, what we touch turns to gold.?
For a moment we freeze, but
if ever there’s a full moon breaking,
it’s painting our faces.
We won’t know which way the sky will turn.
We’re at the blood eclipse and we can’t look away.
It’s like a car crash burning at the edge of the earth.
In the rainstorm, soft and grey.
Leading inside out, and float away.
Soon to stop, and hope to stay.
A light defining night and day.
And this is how we pray
And as trapped as we are, it’s the devil we know.
The exceptions we make will never be shown.
To the rest of the world, what we touch turns to gold.?
For a moment we freeze, but
if ever there’s a full moon breaking,
it’s painting our faces.
We won’t know which way the sky will turn.
We’re at the blood eclipse and we can’t look away.
It’s like a car crash burning at the edge of the earth.
if ever there’s a full moon breaking,
it’s painting our faces.
We won’t know which way the sky will turn.
We’re at the blood eclipse and we can’t look away.
It’s like a car crash burning at the edge of the earth.