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von Seven Storey Mountain

See them
All the puppets dance
No one knows who makes them move
The stylish and the outcast both
Seems they′ve all got something to approve


Dreamers dream of somewhere else
Thinkers thoughts have turned somewhere else
I see the majority votes for the lie
It's such a simple choice
Because the truth
It holds some pain
Open eyes are closing now
After you see so much
You′ve just had enough

If something was real would it knock on your door
I wouldn't hold my breath
Don't you know few things are for free
Searching
Are you tired yet
I was there long ago
Still I move on
Can you guess why