I had a dream last night about a girl,
She was running, running, running, for her light
She came closer and closer
She tripped and fell
Down, down, down the wishing well
I hear an echo of a whisper in the street
and the voice is softly calling out my name
and it is making me yearn for younger days
finding my way through this god damn maze
So, this is how it goes
So, this is how it ends
Everything is gone
you are gone
there is no more whising to be done
I have had this feeling in my gut for quite some time
and it is tugging rather hard at my heart
I wanna go where the birds are flying free
high up in the sky away from me
So, this is how it goes?
So, this is how it ends?
Everything is gone,
you are gone.
There is no more whising to be done
I have had this dream last night about a girl.
She was falling like a feather in the wind.
She came closer and closer
she tripped and fell.
Down, down, down the whising well.
She came closer and closer.
She tripped and fell.
down, down, down the whising well
So, this is how it goes?
So, this is how it ends?
So, this is how it goes.
So, this is how it ends.
Everything is gone.
You are gone.
Everything is gone.
I am gone.
There is no more whising to be done.

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