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So familiar
The longing feels like home
I've never belonged here
In this world you know
The long hours
Taking in the scenes
Wilting flower
Holding on to the seeds
Feeling out of my mind
Covered in the hood of silence
So afraid to find
A barren, vacant island
Mind's eye been struggling, struggling, struggling
To make us see what it is we should know
Blind eye been straining, straining, straining
To see what we kept so dark long ago
So peculiar
The stillness feels like home
Now I belong here
In this dream you know
The long hours
Taking in the scenes
Wilting flower
Holding on to the seeds
Feeling out of my mind
Covered in the hood of silence
So afraid to find
A barren, vacant island
Mind's eye been struggling, struggling, struggling
To make us see what it is we should know
Blind eye been straining, straining, straining
To see what we kept so dark long ago
Behind the curve
Under the crooked lie
Keeping the quiet
With the look of your diamond eye
Behind the curve
Under the crooked lie
Keeping the quiet
With the look of your diamond eye
Behind the curve
Under the crooked lie
Keeping the quiet
With the look of your diamond eye
Behind the curve
Under the crooked lie
Keeping the quiet
With the look of your diamond eye
Keeping the quiet
With the look of your diamond eye
Keeping the quiet
With the look of your diamond eye
Keeping the quiet
With the look of your diamond eye