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from the 2002 ep Tides of Tomorrow

I hear things I tried to say,

echo back to me the opposite way.

Everything I've read is spinning round' my head.

Let's escape to where the air is cold and thin.

Oh, I might have believed in a miracle once, Everest.

Oh, I might have believed, though now I'm feeling deceived.

And for all I care, I don't want to know.

Ghosts are dancing around the mime,

haunted by the sense of passing time.

Dreamers know the way to survive the day,

they escape to where the air is cold and thin.

All the film has been exposed

in my photographic memory, I suppose.

When it rains, it pours. And screaming through the doors

is every pain and pent-up eyesore I can recall.