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I Slept...
2 Clay Feet 

The smell of burning and silence fills the air 
And all that I can do is think of you alone in there 
I call you on the telephone small miracle I get through 
But when your voice comes on the line it's not you 

You are no longer you and I am suddenly not me 
The ground's been ripped from underneath our 2 clay feet

It's like a movie but it's true 
And everything sad has turned a deeper shade of blue 
Oh ashes ashes from steel and concrete 
We all fall down we all break down on 2 clay feet 

2 clay feet 
2 clay feet 
Life is a dream life is a dream life is a dream 
Are we awake or do we sleep on 2 clay feet 

Where are our other lives she cried to me 
Something has changed everything has changed way down deep
The devil take them the devil is me 
There are no devils there are no angels on 2 clay feet 

2 clay feet 
2 clay feet 
Life is a dream life is a dream life is a dream 
Are we awake or do we sleep on 2 clay feet 
Are we awake now... 

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