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Everyday comes a time When I feel my arm is broken The ink from my pen has ran out I take another pen I start to from the beginning I start from the end I close the covers of this book The story tells my name And it's allways the same And the papers they turn to dust The writings on the wall I write another song Then I feel the warmth in my soul The story tells my name And it's allways the same And the papers they turn to dust The writings on the wall I write another song Then I feel the warmth in my soul Tlhere's a saying that makes sense All things considered and done An eye from an eye One word from life I write it all again The pain that I feel It turns into chapter I close the covers of this book You told me to speed up But I can't I write when I want to I feel too closed to let my feelings for the song I'm not in a misery [Solo] The story tells my name And it's allways the same And the papers they turn to dust The writings on the wall I write another song Then I feel the warmth in my soul The story tells my name And it's allways the same And the papers they turn to dust The writings on the wall I write another song Then I feel the warmth in my soul |