— What were you doing? — Flowing down like rain.
— What have you got? – A loss without a gain:
Songs with no meaning, songs to heal your pain.
Songs light as wind that bear no shame.
— What are we lords of? – Damp and empty halls;
Birds made of ashes and magic crystal balls
There where we walked, unknown voices call —
Wind will come and noone’ll know our name.
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