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Today I Became a Realist
The sad face of dreamers
Waking to the life that passed them by
They follow forever
The flame that holds their eyes
They march in place
Straight to their graves
They hold their hands
Whispers in the air
What fills our eyes
Is what makes our lives
As they kick the dust
Just to remember the light
The poorly drawn believers
Fading in the towing of the tide
They sink here forever
Stark as stone inside
They insure their names
In spots on graves
In the idle hands
Of idle days
The red sun will rise
We'll all realize
How we spend our days
Is what becomes our lives
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Sail on quick
Fly past the world
Find me a love
I'll sail on quick
Fly past the world
Find me a love
So sail on quick
Fly past the world
Find me a love
I'll sail on quick
Fly past the world
Find me a love
So sail on quick
Fly past the world
Find me a love
I'll sail on quick
Fly past the world
Find me a love
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