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Text písně Leave No Trace

Born to the glare of the senses 
Spoon fed reality infused 
A new inherent 
Passive contentment 
You are so easily amused 


Here and now 
We are gone in a heartbeat 
A dream in the 
Passage your time 


Chances are fading 
This world isn't waiting 
The moment is passing you by 


Questions lie beneath the surface 
The fools are fooled once again 
Benign coincidence 
We stole our existence 
And gladly cast it to the wind 


Here and now 
We are gone in a heartbeat 
A dream in the passage of time 


Chances are fading 
This world isn't waiting 
The moment is passing you by 


Slowly spinning on the wind back home

					

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