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In the shadows of the night come the friends of fantasy Dancing forward toward the dawn, wrapped in coats of vanity In the closets, in the home hang the toasts of days gone by Breaking every haunted scheme, confusing thoughts with fantasy This is the modern world This is the modern world This is the modern world In the back rooms, where they wait, keeping time so patiently Playing cards and casting lots sit the last of [Unverified] In their confusion to deceive, they miss the point so handily Filling every secret need, they succeed perfectly This is the modern world This is the modern world This is the modern world |