Totally dried out, even tears are no more They were singing a song, they were sandcoloured, they were left behind Where did they go? Wheres the sorrow that bloomed over me? Hes singing for more than ten decades, is this right? He knows or he knows not Nobody knows for sure. But it suddenly turned out true. It is now officially true. They plan It, and hes besieged by countless nights, and it sucks him dry. Yeah its as if the world Has sucked him dry. The wind feels heavy. They say now he looks like the night. His face Well, the worlds have become stars, being blamed for all of this, is this right? NO Totally dried out, nothing comes out of me. Nothing it can do for me, Ive got to bury the Darkness. Even when Im doing it. I get thirstier and thirstier. But there is no darkness left to Be painted over. Well, you know what I mean Morning light. How I wish for it You know what I mean Where does the sound come from, they wonder and look out They strain their ears to catch it DRIED OUT. What can be seen? DRIED OUT. What are you watching? HES OUT THERE, and shows a smile When the morning comes, they will...
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