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The road is just a line upon the stone
The castle I believed in is now shown
I see the real and I am not afraid
The outline of the truth is what I've made
I used to build a staircase out of air
I placed my trust in every golden stair
I thought the top would open up a door
Where all the stories got me something more
The golden steps are turning into rust
The air is a whisper I can't trust
I see the outline of the solid frame
The world no longer wears a friendly name
The road is just a line upon the stone
The castle I believed in is now shown
I find my balance in the open field
Where every hidden truth is now revealed
The road is just a line upon the stone
The castle I believed in is now shown
I see the real and I am not afraid
The outline of the truth is what I've made
The golden steps are turning into rust
The air is a whisper I can't trust
I see the outline of the solid frame
The world no longer wears a friendly name
The road is just a line upon the stone
The castle I believed in is now shown
I find my balance in the open field
Where every hidden truth is now revealed
The road is just a line upon the stone
The castle I believed in is now shown
I see the real and I am not afraid
The outline of the truth is what I've made