The lessons they taught us were naive
And we knew that sunrise always happens
When the bird start to fly
We were standing quiet, maybe they had their spies
The call of introspection woke me up
I'm standing 5 inches above me
To feel the heartache of mine
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We could remain in silence, not to speak ever again
But laughing of their children woke up fears and despise
It was the time I felt like everyone would have to die
And I touched my homemade clown
To believe
I'm standing 5 inches above me
To feel the heartache of mine