It was a common daily cruise
like many others in those days
we floated away from our dreams
in one of many unknown ways
that day passed like the day before
no one expected what it would be like
like sinking in mud on the filthy floor
swimming on the surface seeking the quay

that never ending race
Jolene, Jolene
time slipping through our hands
falling falling

it was a common daily cruise
a board on old and anchored ship
we entered the bridge that led a shore
with self-confidence that fools feel
one moment was enough to break
all those illusions that we had
the picture of Eden fell apart
plunging in to ruin like a house of carts

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