Hours and hours have past as I merge with the emptiness
My mind runs rampant a death like cold chills me
I stare into outer space, want imprisons my soul
I consult myself and then return to where I once was

Without a sound show me the way,
Said and done, I can't stay
Without a sound show me the way,
Cradle to Grave

I feel as if I were dead or perhaps have never lived
My surroundings grow colder and colder for this it is my place
Suddenly I gaze beyond my sub-mortal solitude
More hours pass me by, they crawl past me on hands and knees

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Hours continue to pass,
Said and done: cradle to grave
Looking back nothing's been won,
Sorry but I've got to leave it all behind!

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