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geschrieben am: 28.04.2002 um 18:04 Uhr
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.:Nothing:.
I've got wings to fly
but there is no sky
I've got legs to run
but where should I run to
I was asleep
but there were no dreams
I was awake
there were only schemes
of things that could have been
in this place nothing is clean
missguided notions are staining
errors are eternally remaining
I've got a soul to feel
but nothing ever was real
I've got a mind to understand
but knowledge is like quicksand
I was asleep
and heard life's screams
I was awake
there were only schemes
of things that could have been
in this place nothing can be seen
no heaven, no hell, no disorder
can't escape, because there is no border
I've got wings to fly
but there is no sky
I've got legs to run
but there's nothing to run to
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