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Where do I start? This thing's tearing us apart
Nothing is clear, where do we go from here?
No wonder in sight, not even the blackest night
So where do I start?
It only remains to empty this heart
Everything I came to [bad word] slipped away
I resisted the call to arms, feet of clay

Now when I sleep, I reach for the book I keep
In my hour of need
I turn to the pages no-one will read
Everything that I came to [bad word] slipped away
I live through this a thousand times every day

All the time that I've held in suspension
And unable to make myself heard
I can't hold back the tide of erosion
And the vision that haunts me is blurred

Been as cold as I can since who knows when
Would that I could feel now as I did then
Get in out of the light, avoid the glare
Lost and out on a limb, miles from anywhere

All the time that I'm held in suspension
And unable to make myself heard
I can't hold back the tide of erosion
And the vision that haunts me is blurred

Everything that I came to [bad word] slipped away
I resisted the call to arms, feet of clay
Everything that I came to [bad word] slipped away
I live this a thousand times every day