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16 Philosophers Stone Thievery Corporation
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we will never find
what we cannot see
as crystal clear
as the air we breathe [x2]

into the mirage
where are strange times
gypsies, clowns and kings
gather to conspire

within ourselves
pass the façade
well, we dissolve
into the heart of it all

we will never find
what we cannot see
as crystal clear
as the air we breathe

merchants and lies
their hearts are so cold
selling rich man's dreams
to a begger soul

we will never find
what we cannot see
as crystal clear
as the air we breathe