Feel the innocence of the moment
Feel the laughter
You’re the one
That I look after
Feel the pressure
Trembling
In the halls
Unending
The morning dawning
One last day
A useless warning
There’s no use
In endless walking
There’s so much hope
That has been stolen
How come the sage
Have stopped their talking
Is this a stage
Some means of glory
How come the age
Ends every story
How come the age
Ends every story
Feel the innocence of the moment
Feel the laughter
You’re the one
That I look after
Feel the distance
Fading
There’s so much heat
Devastating
There’s so much need
In eyes of strangers
Who cannot see
Who’s been courageous
Who cannot be
In iron cages
We must not fear
All that awaits us
How come the sage
Have stopped their talking
Is this a stage
Some means of glory
How come the age
Ends every story
How come the age
Ends every story
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