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Glasnost

Spring

Wings of an ordinary daydream, nothing else is what it seems
I’ve been looking for a chance to wash my hands
And look upon those times that went away
All my thoughts go round and round, a king without his crown

Sleep, feel the colours of the dead spring
Now you see what I can see
But you never really cared to trust yourself
And to let go the ghosts stuck in your head
All my world is falling down, turning upside down

All the magic that surrounds us, it just vanished from our hands
So you start to lose control
All the things to carry on the life built in your head
All my truths are coming down, a stranger in this town