so close to us and so far from its pain
the turning forms resolve to clear anew
the ones who counted before they were through
we load our hearts upon the groaning wain
without a one of us having a clue
so close to us and so far from its pain
all competition will end up in vain
we know so many things cannot be true
but our task is to ever find the blue
so close to us and so far from its pain
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