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I love to play, but I always hate the game
All the notes begin to sound the same
I know your face, but I don't know your name
I took your picture, but you're outside the frame

I'm lost in the inner-space again
Where friends are enemies and enemies are friends
Wandering through a parting people-sea
Eyes fixed, but no one fixed on me
Unfazed, in a maze, and finally buzzed
The answer is streaming through my blood
The stage is dark as we wait for the reprise
All the questions wait for their replies

I want to ride, but I'm not on that train
Spilled the blood, but I can't clean the stain
I knew you once, but now you just seem strange
A blurry face just drifting out of range

I'm lost in the inner-space again
Where friends are enemies and enemies are friends
Faces fixed on a distant point recede
What we want is never what we need
An endless search for a never-ending light
We make it wrong, and we never make it right
The stage is dark, and the lights finally arise
All the questions wait for their replies

I'm lost in the inner-space again
Where friends are enemies and enemies are friends
Wandering through a parting people-sea
Eyes fixed, but no one fixed on me
Unfazed, in a maze, and finally buzzed
The answer is streaming through my blood
The stage is dark, and the lights finally arise
All the questions wait for their replies