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No no attention to the writing on the wallthe works seens empty'cause there's nothing there at all We let the wise man beat the drums too soon We work just children of the moon No one to turn onnowhere to run to even if we could Too late to save us but try to understand The seas were empty there was hunger in the land We let the blind man lead the way too longeasy to see where we went wrong Nothing to live fornothing to die for We're lost in the middle of a hopless worldlost in a middle of a hopeless world Children children of the moon watch the world go by Children children of the worldare hiding from the sun and the sky Children children of the moon watch it all go by Chjildren children of the worldare blinded by the light in their eyes No one to turn onnowhere to run to even if we could Follow the pilgrim to the temple of the dawn The alda's empty and the sacrifice is gone We let the madman write the golden blues We were no more than mortal fools Nothing to live fornothing to die for.. We're lost in the middle...
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