Texty: Handheld. This Dream Is Just Not For Me. Age Of Romanticism.

You don't understand
You never question why
You just let this cruel world push you aside
push you aside

Open up your eyes
It's a new era of industrialization
We all know it hurts to get you past out in the clear
But now you're bigger, and you're stronger too
Realize there is a point where we all have to lie
I remember on that day when she said she would never die
She is brighter then we ever are
So where is our North Star?
Where is our direction in this vast desert we call Life
is like the board game you so frequently lose
You forget to spin your wheel
Hold your own up high And know your son
has a father too, and to your father you were the sun
Realize there is a point where we all have to die
I can still see the romance left in her eyes
See it shining near and far
See her she our my North Star
Leading us towards the destination that we call life
That we call life

Determine size of reaction Why do you wander blind?
You will never set aside The fact you're shy
And out of time These reasons why
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