Through a dusty window I watch the clouds draw near
A lovely vision of my doom
The sunlight's fading - reflections start to dim
Through the dusty window in this room
I'm walking through my memories as I'm staring through the glass
I have to claim I'm innocent
Though I can't remember what I've...
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