The philosopher has lost his mind,
The artist has lost his brush,
The poet has lost his pencil,
And the singer has lost his voice.
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Grayness encapsulates the earth,
A shell around our sphere.
And the people have all gone silent,
The streets have all gone clear.
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A drop of water trickles down,
But we are unaware.
The thunderstorm is closing in
And we don't even care.
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The lovers have all grown tired,
The jokers are all sad,
The fathers are all pensive,
And the mothers are all dead.
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The fires don't even start to burn,
They're gone before they're here,
And the wind has all stopped blowing,
Without a single tear.
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Emotion has grown cold,
Passion all gone lost,
Paradise gone missing,
In a frigid layer of frost.
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And nature has grown too old,
And laws have all been bent.
And the world has now grown silent,
And the universe hasn't blinked.
