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  • 作曲 : Frydrychowicz
    In our Minds eye...
    Certainty
    All powerful
    Beyond blindness and fear...
    Confident
    Fused with vanity,
    Arrogant Propelled by scorn.
    Foresight
    Relegated
    To beg in the streets with despair,
    Caution Forever...
    Lagging behing [the horizon]
    As we sail from
    Day Into nights web
    Thick With deceit of a tender embrace
    And a knife through the heart!
    Blurry eyed we strain,
    Seeing a different reality
    Each vision
    At odds with the
    Truth Never again in reach,
    So obvious to the ones
    Less Myopic
    Each vision
    As our minds
    Blind to The impending doom
    Guided by
    Our misguided ways
    We plow on -
    Sight hollowed out,
    Vision blunted by
    Web of deceit
    Thick with contempt
    The most vocal burn blessed with scorn
    Others hope it goes away
    And Let it happen
    Words collide, worlds shatter,
    Opinions are cheap
    Fed by ignorance
    And here is the paradox
    How do we reach utopia,
    Our shores of
    Ithaka. How do we reach utopia,
    Our shores of
    Ithaka. How do we reach utopia,
    Our shores of
    Ithaka. If we move
    In the opposite direction
    While trying.
    On The Shores of
    Ithaka
  • 作曲 : Frydrychowicz
    In our Minds eye...
    Certainty
    All powerful
    Beyond blindness and fear...
    Confident
    Fused with vanity,
    Arrogant Propelled by scorn.
    Foresight
    Relegated
    To beg in the streets with despair,
    Caution Forever...
    Lagging behing [the horizon]
    As we sail from
    Day Into nights web
    Thick With deceit of a tender embrace
    And a knife through the heart!
    Blurry eyed we strain,
    Seeing a different reality
    Each vision
    At odds with the
    Truth Never again in reach,
    So obvious to the ones
    Less Myopic
    Each vision
    As our minds
    Blind to The impending doom
    Guided by
    Our misguided ways
    We plow on -
    Sight hollowed out,
    Vision blunted by
    Web of deceit
    Thick with contempt
    The most vocal burn blessed with scorn
    Others hope it goes away
    And Let it happen
    Words collide, worlds shatter,
    Opinions are cheap
    Fed by ignorance
    And here is the paradox
    How do we reach utopia,
    Our shores of
    Ithaka. How do we reach utopia,
    Our shores of
    Ithaka. How do we reach utopia,
    Our shores of
    Ithaka. If we move
    In the opposite direction
    While trying.
    On The Shores of
    Ithaka