paroles de chanson Schism of the Mind - New Build
Do
I
feel
perhaps
I'm
going
mad?
Yes
I
feel
perhaps
I
am
Cos
I
see
the
moon
in
the
midday
sky
and
the
lion
lying
down
with
the
lamb
But
fortunes
are
to
be
ignored
For
there
will
not
be
a
sign
Only
sound
is
a
native
cry
At
the
great
schism
of
the
mind
The
Schism
of
the
mind
is
coming
The
Schism
of
the
mind
is
coming
Life
sets
us
loose
across
this
land
It
builds
us
up
and
it
breaks
us
And
death
walks
with
us
hand
in
hand
Then
when
we
falter
takes
us
And
as
the
world
begins
to
slip
away
I
know
I'm
running
out
of
time
But
baby
looks
so
fine
all
dressed
in
black
She's
focusing
my
mind
Focusing
my
mind
You're
focusing
my
mind
now
honey
Focusing
my
mind
You're
focusing
my
mind
now
honey
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