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    I was left to my own devices
    Many days fell away with nothing to show
    And the walls kept tumbling down
    In the city that we love
    Great clouds roll over the hills
    Bringing darkness from above

    But if you close your eyes
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing changed at all?
    And if you close your eyes
    Does it almost feel like
    You've been here before?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

    We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
    In your pose is the dust settled around us
    And the walls kept tumbling down
    In the city that we love
    Gray clouds roll over the hills
    Bringing darkness from above

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    But if you close your eyes
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing changed at all?
    And if you close your eyes
    Does it almost feel like
    You've been here before?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

    Oh where do we begin?
    The rubble or our sins?
    Oh where do we begin?
    The rubble or our sins?
    And the walls kept tumbling down
    In the city that we love
    Gray clouds roll over the hills
    Bringing darkness from above

    But if you close your eyes
    Does it almost feel like
    Nothing changed at all?
    And if you close your eyes
    Does it almost feel like
    You've been here before?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
    How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

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