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You were the seeker


Then you found there's nothing to find

It'll all come down to you in its own good time
No one's the older


No one's the wiser
No one cares
When every step takes you from nowhere

Going from somewhere to here




Your quiet eyes almost vacant

There's no need to explain

The fine line between stealing and giving


In the landscape of the saint


You were the dreamer
Who got lost in your escape


When beauty became a prison

You found your freedom in the mundane







So when will I see what you see
You say it's got nothing to do with being worthy

When will I see what you see


When you've gone and lost

What you thought you never had

And you're numb with the fear

It makes no difference

That it's never coming back
It's gonna be what it's gonna be


Sometimes the purest gold comes from

The hands of a thief


So when will I see what you see


You say it's got noting to do with being worthy

When will I see what you see

When will I see what you see