This will be shorter than my lyrics thread.
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Too Proud, Too Numb
Across a landscape, created by dreams
Dizzy with colour and weak at the seams
A patchwork of fantasies, tattered and torn
And each little fragment will one day be gone.
Across the room, when you're trying to sleep
Shadows are moving, lop-sided, oblique
They enter your dreams and you're starting to stir
Your hopes and your fears are beginning to blur.
Across the street, there are many like you
The lesson's they're learning are turning them blue
They're drowning on oceans within their own soul
Too proud to be saved and too numb to be cold.