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What are the things that make us cry,

And what are your truths and my lies?

You say there is only black and white,

Dawn warms us from the cold of the night.

Let me cry for my fears,

I want to sleep with my woes,

We are fools to think we’ve lost what was dear.

And all my beliefs proved to be untrue.

Wake up my sweet, light up the world now,

Rise from slumber and see,

How the world changed in the blink of your eye,

Slowly fading towards eternity.