Go home and go to sleep,
there's no one here to blame.
Forget and go to sleep,
I'll try to do the same...
If there is some home under the sun,
that would take us knowing what we've done.
My soul is dark as night,
for I know whence I came.
But don't you shield your sight!
We're equally to blame.
So we roam the world upon this baggage claim,
with no one to claim us, doomed to endless wait,
you've come to know we are one and all the same
twisted and molded by the hand of fate.
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