Screams of a terrifying faith
I stand with you on the lovely stage
Every time I see the crowd move by
Wondering which way the sun will shine
Lost in the masses of humanity that is home
Sense of tranquility on the telephone
No more will there ever be lifting applause
Just more of this deafening pause
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