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Verse
Dust motes dance in gray
Light fades from the day
Walls are closing in
Where does the world begin?
Chorus
Seven days of hollow sound
Feet don't touch the ground
Lost within the white noise hum
Waiting for the sun to come
Verse
Curtains drawn so tight
Drowning out the light
Shadows on the floor
I don't watch the door
Chorus
Seven days of hollow sound
Feet don't touch the ground
Lost within the white noise hum
Waiting for the sun to come
Bridge
The clock is ticking slow
With nowhere left to go
The ceiling is my sky
Watching time drift by
Chorus
Seven days of hollow sound
Feet don't touch the ground
Lost within the white noise hum
Waiting for the sun to come
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