"They Are Illusions"
Can’t run for cover ‘cause the lights are on
Can’t change yourself, you’ve chosen gravity
Can’t sing a new song – your lungs are underwhelmed
But join the new plane where millions are talking
There must be someone sworn to happy days
There must be cables hung to guide the way
There must be temporary frozen states:
They are illusions in the kindest way
Inside your mind there is a pedestal
Behind your eyes reside a thousand cathedrals
Inside your mind there is a pedestal
Behind your eyes reside a thousand cathedrals
There must be someone sworn to happy days
There must be cables hung to guide the way
There must be temporary frozen states:
They are illusions in the kindest way
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