Текст песни Silhouette - Periphery
                                                Love, 
                                                loss, 
                                                light 
                                                circling 
                                                everybody
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                gets 
                                                hazy 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                begin 
                                                to 
                                                breathe
 
                                    
                                
                                                Step 
                                                back 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                memory, 
                                                relive 
                                                the 
                                                parоdy 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                gets 
                                                hazy, 
                                                move 
                                                along 
                                                in 
                                                disbelief
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                not 
                                                the 
                                                people 
                                                we 
                                                once 
                                                were
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we've 
                                                moved 
                                                on 
                                                seeking 
                                                out 
                                                answers 
                                                (answers)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Viewing 
                                                the 
                                                past 
                                                self 
                                                like 
                                                he's 
                                                only 
                                                    a 
                                                friend 
                                                of 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                world 
                                                is 
                                                turning 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                grow
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                soak 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                afterglow
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                only 
                                                part 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                path 
                                                we 
                                                take, 
                                                left 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                wake
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                colors 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                past 
                                                will 
                                                fade 
                                                to 
                                                gray
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                life 
                                                replays 
                                                in 
                                                stereo
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                soak 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                afterglow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Leave 
                                                clues 
                                                hanging 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                wall
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                him 
                                                walking 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                hall
 
                                    
                                
                                                Piecing 
                                                the 
                                                puzzle 
                                                undone 
                                                and
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                movie 
                                                that 
                                                replays
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                he 
                                                can't 
                                                find 
                                                that 
                                                boy 
                                                inside
 
                                    
                                
                                                Passing 
                                                through 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                hues
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blue 
                                                vibe 
                                                like 
                                                it's 
                                                    a 
                                                funeral
 
                                    
                                
                                                Funeral 
                                                for 
                                                somebody
 
                                    
                                
                                                Close 
                                                the 
                                                coffin 
                                                of 
                                                his 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                was 
                                                only 
                                                    a 
                                                friend 
                                                of 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                does 
                                                he 
                                                go 
                                                and 
                                                is 
                                                he 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                silhouette?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                do 
                                                we 
                                                know?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                little 
                                                of 
                                                him 
                                                do 
                                                we 
                                                know?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                    a 
                                                part 
                                                of 
                                                who 
                                                we 
                                                were 
                                                still 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                world 
                                                is 
                                                turning 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                grow
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                soak 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                afterglow
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                only 
                                                part 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                path 
                                                we 
                                                take, 
                                                left 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                wake
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                colors 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                past 
                                                will 
                                                fade 
                                                to 
                                                gray
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                life 
                                                replays 
                                                in 
                                                stereo
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                soak 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                afterglow 
                                                (afterglow)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Afterglow)
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                purge 
                                                the 
                                                cells 
                                                of 
                                                someone 
                                                else
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shed 
                                                our 
                                                past 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                wishing 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                seven 
                                                years 
                                                have 
                                                come 
                                                and 
                                                gone 
                                                so 
                                                well 
                                                (oh-oh)
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                purge 
                                                the 
                                                cells 
                                                of 
                                                someone 
                                                else
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                shed 
                                                our 
                                                past 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                wishing 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                seven 
                                                years 
                                                have 
                                                come 
                                                and 
                                                gone 
                                                so 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                world 
                                                keeps 
                                                turning 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                grow
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                soak 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                afterglow
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                only 
                                                part 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                path 
                                                we 
                                                take, 
                                                left 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                wake
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                colors 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                past 
                                                will 
                                                fade 
                                                to 
                                                gray
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                life 
                                                replays 
                                                in 
                                                stereo
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                soak 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                afterglow
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Wildfire
2 Atropos
3 Wax Wings
4 Everything Is Fine!
5 Silhouette
6 Dying Star
7 Zagreus
8 Dracul Gras
9 Thanks Nobuo
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