page after page, day after day
dead people’s lives are on display
caught by surprise, shot in the eyes
man makes death a living and finally dies
what have i done?
good to his friends, comes to an end
he’s part of the history tour
what have i done?
see them all come alive
in front of your eyes
– to the man who made – {help here, please…}
– but you thought you’d go for all- {help here, please…}
invented the jet, won all his bets
surely this one isn’t dead yet?
time is on my side
while i decide how to get there
see them all come alive
in front of your eyes
dead people’s lives
see them all come alive
in front of your eyes
see them all come alive
in front of your eyes
dead people’s lives
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