Smoke flying from the chimney of the train
Your mind expands in the endless game
Rivers flowing
Giving you the time
Way before us and after we die.
Now is now, it's the only time
My soul shattered, scattered in space
I thought I lost my real face
But those were just costumes
Layers of life the truth is nothing
And so I find
That now is now it's the only time.
You see the finishing line you start to shake
You know it's starting line
And what to do, and what to do
We've got to see this story through
In the time of our lives
In this life or in the next
We'll see it through and then we'll rest
But who knows what and who is who
And who am I and what to do?
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