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Songtexte: Alpha. A Perfect End.

I can't believe you're here
Did you know you found me alone?
If I could count the years
I end and you begin

I share your dreams
It's like I see for two people
Did I give up on mine?
You can do much better

I can't believe we're here
Or I'll fall much further than this
The terror lies in us
But tells the truth in me

He's overrated
And though it appears to be
I make my home in thee

It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Can I break the mood
If there's nothing left to break?
And what of night and day?

I never need more
It's such a perfect end
A constant when I dissolve
There's nothing left to hold

I don't believe you're here
I came home with nothing left to hold