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Is this the end of the moment
Of which you're tethered to?
Broken dreams, out of focus
Is this what's left of you?
In the camera eye you're drifting
Your will is severed through
It's not enough, you fade to memory
It's not enough to crown the fool

My home I run to
Where all my dreams were born
(all my dreams were born)
I hope I find it
Before I lose my faith

Bloodshot eyes and weary whispers
Become your trademark form
Conquered mind with no spark Is this what's left of you?
The fool with scorn is crowned in worship
The fires once burned bright are dim
It's not enough, you fade to memory
It's not enough, you're crowned a fool

When the path is washed away
Into a crowd of weary souls
Hearts of stone, the truth untold
Fools crowned in worship
When the path is washed away
Into a crowd of weary souls
Hearts of stone, the truth untold
Fools crowned in worship and scorn

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