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so I stand here at the cornerof my thoughtsa pocket full of fantasiesthe other's filled with memoriesone is doomed to waste awayhow mean can it getand how hard can we fallwas it my push or was the building too tallwas it my push or was the building too talla huge wall in front of mea home on my backfeels like the biblical temptationand we all know where it endsgot to walk straight back to whereI came frombut what's behind the wall, what's behind the wallhow mean can it getand how hard can we fallwas it my push or was the building too tallwas it my push or was the building too tall From Letras Mania