Born to the glare of the senses
Spoon the reality infused a new inherent
Passive contentment
You are so easily amused
Here and now we
Are gone in a happy
A dream in the
Passage your time
Chances are fading
This world isn't waiting
The moment is passing
You by
Questions lie beneath the surface
The fools are fooled once again
A concience
We stole our existence
And gladly cast it to th ewind
Here and now we
Are gone in a happy
A dream in the
Passage your time
Chances are fading
This world isn't waiting
The moment is passing
You by
Writer(s): David John Pybus, Keith Leslie Smith, Daniel Cavanagh, Vincent Cavanagh, John James Douglas
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