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Many Lights
A lot of money
A lot of handshakes
It's been like that since Eden
Dreams of fortune and liquid gold
And burning crystal clear stones
Idle minds are the devil's playground
Tiny coffins
Little mummies
Innocent witness
Of a brutal history
The land is low and hollow
Emotions swollen
Opinions wither
Like iron weed
The myths of the sea
The legends of trade
The far end of the world is always far away
The skies are green and red and white and blue
Wide and far, wide and far
The view from above
On a cloudless night
Many lights of cities
Of endless roads and freeways
The history of men is a long, long story
As we've been told, as I've been told, as it's been told
There comes a time when all is swallowed
There comes a time with no trace of men
The path is steep and hard to follow
The universe is not our friend
Make up you mind, cause it's on fire
The history of men is a funeral pyre
As we've been told, as I've been told, as it's been told
