Her finger to my lips,
I am stilled in an instance -
I sip, and am numbed
From here the path winds backwards...
I have reached a beginning,
But somehow I do not stop
I fall through the first moment
To find that there is more
Be'lakor - Abeyance
They say we are fools
We say look at you
Long ago we were just a few
Still say... we don't need you
Think that we must have lost our way
Running from the blaze
You were wrong
We chose our course
Counted off the days
Enduring in a rage
We got strong
We don't wanna belong
We said all along
We just wanna be... left alone
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