So -- so incomplete we look into the world -- find no peace once -- it seemed serene we'd be forever young and so it seemed what does it mean -- I find no answers kept in a dream -- soft colored layers I see myself through the looking glass a shade of gray a shade of black no ups or downs just in betweens The gentle rain begins to fall come with me and see it all Rise above the world upon my wings I was sleeping with the sky beneath my feet Now I drift endless and free with the wind that carries me what does it mean -- what does it matter kept in a dream with soft colored layers The gentle rain begins to fall come with me and see it all Rise above the world upon my wings I was sleeping with the sky beneath my feet
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