By: Corley Al

Thinking in square rooms, a human without illusions,
sad strains on a sad face, is that we've come to?

Is the world bold, this love old,
moving nowhere, and it's gonna cold,
the wind stops, the clouds go, we're all alone

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I know, I can see those -
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I know, I can see those -
I can feel those, I can see those -

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, square rooms,
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, square rooms.
They don't listen, they don't care if a man is in despair.

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, square rooms...
Walks long and long clears the vision of one with one, and
you still move me, you undo me like you've always done.

But I realize now we've not made you out of words now,
Just you and me, just you and me until the end of time.

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I know, I can see those...
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, sqare rooms... (repeated three times)

IntroDuction.

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