There is a very thin line
Between heaven and earth
Between being and not being
and it is difficult to understand
What is the price and what is the value< br/>There is a plain of thin ice
Between knowing and believing
Between being vague or being wise
There is no one who can tell us
We are blind, we are deaf< br/>On off
You're with me
You're gone
There is no middle ground
On off, on off
Either we pray or we swear
We always keep searching
For the clock that ticks softly
For the switch that says click
There is a paper-thin curtain
Between inside and outside
Between freedom and pain
And it is hardly possible to determine
What the doors and what the windows are
There is a very deep sentence
Between winter and summer
Between end and beginning
But I still wouldn't know
Am I sober or a dreamer
On off
You are with me
You are gone
There is no middle ground
/>On off, on off
Either we pray or we curse
We always keep searching
For the clock that ticks softly
For the switch that says click
On off, on off
You're with me
You're gone
There's no middle ground
On off, on off
On off, on off
You are with me
You're gone
There is no middle ground
On off, on off
Either we pray or we curse
We always keep searching
For the clock that ticks softly
To the switch that says click

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