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Growing in the shadows
Twisted in confusion
Grazing in the meadows
Voices in profusion
Colors, thoughts and notions
Are trapped within the heart
Feeling no emotions
An end without a start
(Chorus)
Introspection
What am I really like inside?
Introspection
Why have all the prophets lied?
There's a season
When I will find out why I am
And there's a reason
And I will someday find the plan
Striving for perfection
And hiding when it comes
Seeing it's reflection
In the fire it becomes
And turning with the seasons
And turning outside in
A burning with the reasons
Burning from within
(Chorus)
Introspection
What am I really like inside?
Introspection
Why have all the prophets lied?
There's a season
When I will find out who I am
And there's a reason
And I will someday find the plan
Trampled by the onslaught
Speeding feet of time
And dying by the unthought
All voices out of rhyme
(Chorus x2)
Introspection
What am I really like inside?
Introspection
Why have all the prophets lied?
There's a season
When I will find out why I am
And there's a reason
And I will someday find the plan