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Text: Broken Bells. Broken Bells. Citizen.

This is a day without a trace of reason
No matter where you turn
And the walls will fall affirming nothing
So what's it all about?

Call on a bright star
Or play your hand as an intellect
Wounds always speak too loud

Get along for a while, citizen, you will see
How the innocent are bound to the damned
What is, just is, I know so we're trapped by answers
Love haunts to the end

Are we all to ride the edge of nothing?
Shake hands if I deny
And if they don't know their heart is stopping
'Cause everyone is right

Get along for a while, citizen, you will see
How the innocent are bound to the damned
What is, just is, I know so we're trapped by answers
Love haunts to the end

From the moment that we're born
'Til we're old and tired out, do we ever know?
From the moment that were born
'Til we're old and tired out, do we ever know?

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