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On your palm an endless wonder 

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Lines that speak the truth without a sound 

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In your eyes awaits the tireless hunger 

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Already looks for prey to run down 



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So why do we keep up this charade 

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How do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait 

What does tomorrow want with me 
What does it matter what I see 
If it can't be my design 
Tell me where do we draw the line 

The dance of flames and shadows in the street 
Make poetry nobody's ever heard 
The weight of loneliness stands on your feet 
The cage already there around the bird 

So why don't we join the masquerade 
Before it all falls apart before our love becomes insatiate 

What does tomorrow want with me 
What does it matter what I see 
If I can't choose my own design 
Tell me where do we draw the line 

Where's the cooling wind 
Where's the evergreen field 
Where's my mother's open arms 
Where's my father lionheart 
S'like the sun's gone down 
Sleeps in the hallowed ground now 
With the autumn's browns leaves 
With the one who never grieves 

What does tomorrow want with me 
What does it matter what I see 
If we all walk behind the blind 
Tell me where do we draw the line 

Whatever tomorrow wants from me 
At least I'm here, at least I'm free 
Free to choose to see the signs 
This is my line