Daywalker

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The world is alive
Everybody's moving
The sun has rise
And I am walking

Daywalkers everywhere
Looking down in shame
Nobody's going anywhere
Nobody's the same

Everybody dreams
A life that'll never be
And everything seems
Like we just agree

I look in the mirror
And see a Daywalker
Nothing is clearer
When I'm a sleepwalker

The world is a illusion
And we are part of it
Nobody is choosing
The live that really fits

I don't want
To end like this
Also I won't haunt
This awful bit

My life shouldn't end
As a Daywalker
And maybe god will send
Me a normal talker

A talker to speak all night
A speaker to dance all the time
A debater to discus and fight
And a lover for the late bedtime

Hopefully he comes soon
And wakes the laugher
So long I look to the moon
And won't be a Daywalker

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