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no cloud the sleepy calm sunbaked earth thats cooled by gentle breeze and trees with rasping leaves only endless days without a care nothing must be done silent as a day can be far off songs of others on their chosen run as they do all those things they feel give life some meaning even if they're dull it's time to stop this dreaming must rejoin the real world as revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere the trees and i are shaken by the same wind but whereas the trees will lose their withered leaves and i just can't seem to let them loose and they come refresh me those hot winds of the south oh, i feel liken alien a stranger in an alien place now the light is fading fast chances slip away time will come to pass then there'll be night and addicted to a perfume poison betrayed by its aftertaste oh, we shall lose their wonder and find nothing in return many are the substitutes but they're powerless on their own beware the fisherman who's casting out his line into a dried-up riverbed but dont try to tell him 'cause he wont believe you throw some bread to te ducks instead it's easier that way i feel like an alien a stranger in an alien place the trees and i are shaken by the same wind but whereas the trees will lose their withered leaves and i just can't seem to let them loose and they come refresh me those hot winds of the south i feel like an alien a stranger in an alien place |