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Staring at the second wind I've had my share, I've made amends Not too suave but understand A blank aura, chameleon And strangers, they stop and stare At the odd familiar Images that can't compare To the real thing In the air We need light, it's far too dark Open your eyes, don't lose that spark In no need of decadence A puff parade of elephants And strangers, they stop and stare At the odd familiar Images that can't compare To the real thing In the air And everybody stops and stares They say I am not from here Images that can't compare To the real thing In the air From Letras Mania