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Absent Minded

Fields Of The Nephilim

my eyes are hurting
by the effort of staring
but i don't feel
anything at all

it does'nt matter
when the world is spinning
around in circles
a never ending fall

your spoken words
are far away
just a strange noise
in a symphonie of talk

on million voices
intoxicating
make me feel
i'm gliding through this walk

i used to follow you
try to understand
i used to know it deep in my heart
wake me up
i used to think about
the things that set me free
was absent minded
wake me up

my minds are hurting
by effort of thinking
but i don't cry
anything at all

but take me back
back to the ground
and try to hold me
stop my everlasting fall






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