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Creeping slowly like a bad connection
Closing up the shutters on perception
How long
Alone in the dark
Til you turn it all around
Nobody knows
How many times
You turn it all around
Nobody knows
How many times
I dread this moment of indecision
The space between us is my subtle prison
Held fast within these walls
You turn it all around
Nobody knows
How many times
You turn it all around
Nobody knows
How many times
And then it finds me
But I never chose it
I'm seeing colours inside the music
I'm touching the top of the world
You turn it all around
Nobody knows
How many times
You turn it all around
Nobody knows
How many times...
Noboby knows...