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In night comes the calling through smooth and is followedOf quantaire of visions and hasty decisionsAnd lives that are broken from east and from west and ICan't grope make it all of the ins and the outsOf a world that keeps spinning while the no one is winningThe wars that we wage on the battlefield of your mindI sat down with myself and I sort through my mindAnd it happens all the timeThe congress and in roads the chased and the progressThe lost and the dreaming theatrical leaningsAnd millions of best friends you never knew you hadThe good times that you feel you can't take them with youSo stick out that neck to get chopped on the blockAnd you cash in your refund for recycled cans and can'tsI sat down with myself and I sort through my mindAnd it happens all the timeCause you're using and kind and thoughts didn't follow, follow soDo you think we're going?And the deeper we're going x3I sat down with myself and I sort through my mindAnd it happens all the timeDo you drank unkind? and thoughts didn't follow, follow soDo you think we're going?And the deeper we're going x2 From Letras Mania