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Fog rubs before our eyes
Can't face the morning skies
Day comes a day too soon
I'm waiting for that silver moon
Maybe I'm wrong
But I'm feeling like another night
Would make it alright
Twilight is fading through
Seems like I'm fading too
How can I believe it's real
When nothing starts to stop this wheel?
