April
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I can still see the light
at the end of the tunnel shine
through the dark times
even when I lose my mind
But it feels like no one
in the world is listening
and I can't ever seem
to make the right decisions
I walk around in the same haze
I'm still caught in my same ways
I'm losing time in these strange days
but somehow I always know
the right things to say
I don't know what time it is
or who’s the one to blame for this
Do I believe what I can't see
And how do you know
which way the wind blows
at the end of the tunnel shine
through the dark times
even when I lose my mind
in the world is listening
and I can't ever seem
to make the right decisions
I walk around in the same haze
I'm still caught in my same ways
I'm losing time in these strange days
but somehow I always know
the right things to say
or who’s the one to blame for this
Do I believe what I can't see
And how do you know
which way the wind blows
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