A man who watches is what I am
Staring in the distance, so convincing
Waiting alone as the sun falls
A field of emptiness is what I see
Staring in the distance, so convincing
Waiting alone as the moon calls
What we see is what we seem to be
A thousand mirrors in our life
But can we hope for something, a dream
A thousand voices speak tonight
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