The Haste to the Pyre

In the end of it all there's no chance of being
 Another you or me, still we're trying
 To be so different from all, we forget ourselves
 Our closest, my friend, we are slipping away
 Before the end
 There is so much at stake
 In the future's aim
 The things we hold close we're giving away
 To time and its pace
 Away
 Bleeding from the heart and soul
 Leaving nothing in our bowls
 Searching answers south to north
 The compass only points at gold
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 In the light of the sun there's no certainty
 That burning fire will stay
 Before the end
 There is too much at stake
 For us to throw it away
 The things we hold close we're giving away
 To time and its haste
 Away
 Bleeding from the heart and soul
 Leaving photos in our homes
 Searching answers south to north
 The compass only points at gold
 When you see them go, them leaving this world
 You'll realize how much you've lost
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 Only in dreams you see them
 But your tongue won't let you
 Speak out your mind or whatever's on you
 You fall
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 You fall back in
 Into the sky of ours
 Down to earth, our home
 Where the living are born in darkness