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A Dying BreedCan't you see that the curtainHas fallen, between us And that the statues of leaders Keep smashing on the burning floor The sunset is rolling Behind the mountain's dying peak Our life has no meaning The world forgot about me We're dying We're falling We're crawling We're disappearing We're trying Defining Our sense Of right and wrong As a Dying Breed As a thing from the past We're a Dying Breed Can't you see that the magic is over Has it ever started? And how the music we listened Keeps fading, she's lost control The new tribes, they gather Around the earth's dying core The new ways are winning No place for me anymore We're dying We're falling We're crawling We're disappearing We're trying Defining Our place In the natural order As a Dying Breed Just a Dying Breed We're a Dying Breed We're a thing from the past Just a Dying Breed We're dying We're falling We're crawling We're disappearing We're trying Defining Our sense Of right and wrong We're dying Escaping Still falling We're disappearing We're trying Defining Our place In the natural order As a Dying Breed Just a Dying Breed We're a Dying Breed We're a thing from the past We're a Dying Breed Just a Dying Breed Just a Dying Breed |