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I've fallen down these steps before like some detached observer And found it hard to simply leave The distance became further Abdicate then replace (the history of cities) Topical geography (tracing all the shadows of the dead sea) Detention cells where they dwell beneath parisian streets and the shadow shows, above the glare of the holy pros The gaze of all the faces made by Tussaud Taming the blood of birth pangs haunted Spectres of patterns that cannot grow It echoes reflections that spell N O Archaic Calligraphy It is a sanctuary horror softly implied Importance lives in numbers that you can't define Like the hierarchies of all the flying pigeons On the path I felt I was being chased towards some kind of hovering hospital Before you knew there was a law in place Now it's an eye for an eye Don't believe when they say they've been misplaced They make earnings each time they're tricking you They're made to exist only to change face for you Hiding behind a veil that's furled Swear there is something Letras de cancionesAnd chance is just a broken dream made up of nothing An ancient box of someone's charms kept from a young time It can never be made up all though it looks that way to you Please keep your mind on it You'd better look out cuz they wanna play tricks on you From Letras Mania