If you look behind the curtain of the velvet
in your mind there's a frame.
And the picture of a world,
sad virtues to fly in the rain.
And we see you in clouds,
and we see you in dreams,
and we curse you in color,
and we blanket your screams.
And the world is the reason
how fragile we are,
how fragile we are,
how fragile we are.
It's a group of beggars
dancing love and life
as though it's the last show.
And the picture of a rich man
who's poor from the things that he knows
And we see you in clouds,
and we see you in dreams,
and we curse you in color,
and we blanket your screams.
And the world is the reason
how fragile we are,
how fragile we are.
And we see you in clouds,
and we see you in dreams,
and we curse you in color,
and we blanket your screams.
And the world is the reason
how fragile we are,
how fragile we are.
How fragile we are,
how fragile we are.
How fragile we are.

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