No strength to sing along
 To the radio, radio
 So trivial and empty like yourself.

 No signals from your phone,
 You're sitting all alone
 And you'll never know, never know
 When the wilderness will open up and wane.

 Dark clouds will rain down
 And open up our souls,
 Maybe I should have just been myself
 And [bad word] back home.

 So there's nothing to adore
 Not after or before
 In this empty place, this empty place
 Full of misery, [bad word] and disgrace

 Hope, like a [bad word] from your eye
 As time is passing by
 And you'll never know, never know
 When the wilderness will open up and wane

 Сry again, cry again, cry again, cry again...

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