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do you feel me walking out



can you feel me leave



can you feel me far away



with all my succulent debris?



can you feel the wind sweep



can you feel disgrace



can you feel the sun going down



and don't you feel displaced?



can you feel a heart rock



beating in it's tomb



don't you know it's over now



so bid goodnight to doom



can you tell the the wanderlust



has faded from the pearl



so can't you get over me



and live your life in whirl?



can you hear the avails din



displeasure and discoure?



don't you know strings tugged within



beckon not a nd recall no more



see the powered pennies rises



and turn to gold



once more the player left the play



and the old tower grows stone cold