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And this is where it stands, the house of many hands.
I am an ignorant young fool.
Well, no tears for the bitterness or the time that goes unspent.
This is more than conscious or the moment that we’re in and we won’t be here again.
It’s a nice indifference and we won’t be here again.
Wait, what does this mean?
Always questioning and I’ve fallen for my dream.
Are we not one and the same, you and I?
Of labour and love.
Don’t you think it matters much, of labour and love.
Are we not one and the same, you and I?
Of labour and love.
Are we not one and the same, you and I?
Held by love and fear.
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