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DeliberationVisions come, visions come in a sickroom bed,there’s something left to learn. Pass them on, let it show, let the rich meet death, confront our own concern. See us sleep behind the glass, unaware of crime, will you wake us up before it is time? The red circle holds the only light, break down my perspective. Notify everyone when the time is right, my mouth remains inactive. See us sleep behind the glass, unaware of crime, will you wake us up before it is time? So when you let me in you let me justify my own reward. You put your hands on me and I learn the words I didn’t know before. I am ice, I am clear, let the world be cold, our deliberation. Pass them on, let it show, let the words come slow, your constant incantation. See us sleep behind the glass, unaware of crime, will you wake us up before it is time? So when you let me in you let me justify my own reward. You put your hands on me and I learn the words I didn’t know before. Repeating cycle of light / no light, there’s nothing in the airspace. There’s no one in the airspace, repeating cycle of love / no love. See us sleep behind the glass, unaware of crime, will you wake us up before it is time? So when you let me in you let me justify my own reward. You put your hands on me and I learn the words I didn’t know before. |