Comfortably numb
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse.
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone...
I have become comfortably numb.
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone...
I have become comfortably numb.
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