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I watched you go
I heard you walking down the stairs
I guess it's fair
I never figured you would stay
In the city sky
Like a beacon shine
We are out of time
I got your note
I left it lying on the floor
And slept some more
While you made your way out in the snow
In the city sky
Like a beacon shine
We are out of time
Your ideas and what you think we need
Isn't reality, isn't a fact
You smile with electricity
Cynical pragmatist, technical hell
But no dream
Nothing magical
No dream
Nothing magical
No dream
I watched you go
It broke my heart but still I know
The beauty caught
In every subatomic spark
In the city sky
Like a beacon it shines
We are out of time
Your ideas and what you think we need
Isn't reality, isn't a fact
You smile with electricity
Cynical pragmatist, technical hell
Your ideas and what you think we need
Isn't reality, isn't a fact
You smile with electricity
Cynical pragmatist, technical hell
But no dream
