What lies behind the window
What do you see as you lie in bed
What do you hear when you're not thinking
What do you feel when you're not scared
How old the shadows born of morning
How young the rays to cause their end
How does it feel on the road not walking
How do you know where leads its bend
On the whole it seems quite easy
On the way you become aware
On the road to thinking, being
is on the road which leads to nowhere
On the road to thinking, being
is on the road which leads to nowhere
On the road to thinking, being
is on the road which leads to nowhere...
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