Born to the glare around the senses
Spoofing reality infused
A new inherent, passive contentment
You are so easily amused
Here and now we are gone in a happy
Dream in the passage of time
Chances are fading, world isn't waiting
The moment is passing you by
Questions lie beneath the surface
The fools are fooled once again
A benign coincidence, we stole our existence
And gladly cast it to the wind
Here and now we are gone in a happy
Dream in the passage of time
Chances are fading, this world isn't waiting
The moment is passing you by
No future, no warning

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