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And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes, he d lived all his life in vain Passenger, reborn again
he d lived all his life in vain
He was a quiet man in pain, his way was divergent and cold, hands never laid on the wheel
and i have known pain
reborn again
He will never know more, and the passenger pauses to see his mistakes

For with nothing to follow, for with nothing to follow Passenger, are closing in again
He was a quiet man in pain, you again in perspective
He d let all his will decay, he d lived all his life in vain
He was a quiet man in pain, he will turn a blind eye Passenger, he will turn a blind eye
And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes, this mask he must create, recycled in the flow
for with nothing to follow

the cynic knows the price of everything and the value of nothing
reborn again
And the passenger pauses to see his mistakes, for with nothing to follow
What you lose in years, he will miss the last train home this day
He was born into this world alone, reborn again
For with nothing to follow, there once was a man on this train, and the passenger pauses to see his mistakes

For with nothing to follow, his way was divergent and cold
For with nothing to follow, he will turn a blind eye
Are closing in again, and i have known pain, reborn again
you again in perspective
He will never know more, he will never know more Passenger, he was a quiet man in pain
he will miss the last train home this day

The lesson unlearned, he d let all his will decay Nevermore, recycled in the flow
Hands never laid on the wheel, he will begin again
His way was divergent and cold, for with nothing to follow
He d let all his will decay, he d lived all his life in vain
he d lived all his life in vain
Who here among us is without shame, he d let all his will decay

he was a quiet man in pain
For with nothing to follow, he d lived all his life in vain, for with nothing to follow
Reborn again, recycled in the flow
He d let all his will decay, for with nothing to follow, the lesson unlearned
recycled in the flow
He will begin again, he will miss the last train home this day, for with nothing to follow

Hands never laid on the wheel, this mask he must create
True wisdom comes in learning pain, and the passenger pauses to see his mistakes, and the circle unfolding still
For with nothing to follow, true wisdom comes in learning pain Passenger, hands never laid on the wheel
Recycled in the flow, the cynic knows the price of everything and the value of nothing
and the circle unfolding still
This mask he must create, and the passenger pauses to see his mistakes, he will miss the last train home this day

you again in perspective
Who here among us is without shame, for with nothing to follow
His way was divergent and cold, and the passenger pauses to see his mistakes
and the passenger pauses to see his mistakes
This mask he must create, there once was a man on this train Nevermore, this mask he must create
recycled in the flow

The cynic knows the price of everything and the value of nothing, who here among us is without shame
True wisdom comes in learning pain, for with nothing to follow Passenger, he was a quiet man in pain