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You fear the shadow behind you
That is called the past
Shadow - it's grown so big
Now lasting on your back
You fear the world around you
That is called your home
Your home, dirty and cruel
But also clean and nice - so nice
A nice façade

Time is floating
Won't stand still
And the future
Will present the bill

Your fear is ruling your life
But you don't even note
Maybe in silent times
You suspect the truth
Future is created by you
You're the coming generation
Hunger, war or peace
It's lying in your hands
In your hands

Time is floating
Won't stand still
And the future
Will present the bill

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