It's every day
I'm in this place
I feel the same way
I feel the blue everyday
There is nobody but my own
I need the truth
I need some grace
I need the path
To find my place
In the land of silence
In the land of sorrow
Beat is bearing down on this lonely room
I never seem to write them down as well as somebody
Like I somewhere lost the keys that let me in
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