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I see my world and it is crying out

Crying for a saviour who is more than just a lie

Out on every corner stands a clown who will shout

Selling you dreams and here’s the truth: they’ll all be denied

Should I tell them what I know?

Why should I give a damn?

There’s a million reasons and I can’t see

Statesman and salesman, or men of the cloth

They are all the same and they will all leave you to rot

Then come the vultures to pick your bones dry

You can try, you can try, but in the end it’s always goodbye

My mission is clear; just save the world

My vision is fading, let me go



I put my blinders on a thousand times

I see the colours; oh they never fade

I close my eyes have I grown cold?

Am I right to create my own perfect world?

Tell me what you want from me, I’m standing right here

What does it mean to me, and why should I care?

I’ve got everything I need and I want nothing more

So tell me why I’m on my knees, crying like never before

My mission is clear; just save the world

My vision is fading, let me go

I put my blinders on a thousand times

I see the colours, oh they never fade

I close my eyes and I see my world

Should I go on, or have I gone too far?