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when the world was all material i stood amongst a mess observing those lines in imaginary lines in books and nameless pages the sky is falling we fell thru and we fell through woah; we fell through woahh; i climbed at the top it was there that i conclude that we fell so short in search of the truth when the world was a question i stood amongst your hypothesis analyzing the data realizing we were never in need of a world that's a dream we laid amongst our pillows with our eyes closed shut and the door ripped wide open my sky is falling i climbed at the top it was there that i conclude that we fell so short in search of the truth we fell so short in search of the truth we fell so short in search of the truth |