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Е100, Е100 My Strange Century

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My strange new age. Insane and so capricious
Grown cold to love, but not prepared for death
My soul in chains is pining at a wake now
Beneath the weight of days and wasted breath
It’s possible to walk, but hard to run
And breathing's anxious, carefully it's done

But otherwise, believe me, all is perfect!
And life's a roaring ball that knows no bounds
The kids are grown. Their call is long since forfeit
And at this party, I'm a cheap impostor
I'm set to dance, but in the empty mirror
It's just my shadow spinning at the table here

I wasn't born for soaring, wild, and free
To rise at dawn is for some other's care
In mountains grey, my freedom calls to me
But long's the road, and who is waiting there?
No noisy feast, no quiet cell can save
At home from boredom, walls become my grave

But otherwise, believe me, all is perfect!
And life's a roaring ball that knows no bounds
The kids are grown. Their call is long since forfeit
And at this party, I'm a cheap impostor
I'm set to dance, but in the empty mirror
It's just my shadow spinning at the table here

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