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And It was there While I was struggling for an answer. I remember I was sitting, And the voices came from the guys Talking right next to me At the rehearsal room. I didn't even have to ask any question, The situation was perfectly described From that old boy Growling between the sips of his beer. Why do we act like we care When we know we do not care? (don't fear the edges) Why do we want to sleep When there is struggle to bear? (don't fear the edges) Why do we sit at corners When all we want is to be free actually? (don't fear the edges) And why do we avoid to try ourselves If there is nothing to loose but our dream itself? (don't fear the edges) Words would come out through that spiky beard, it felt like a bard worshipping a ghost. So I went out, Lit my cigarette And as I was thinking I finally got a point, I realised that wasn't enough and that I needed evidence. Facts. Proofs. Something more, which words could not give me. So I decided to quit. Just for a couple of days, you know. Just to be right on time with the rest of my life, doing stuff like everyday shit. Maybe something would have dipped out on surface straight from the deep of my mind, like Out of the blue. Why do we act like we care When we know we do not care? (don't fear the edges) Why do we want to sleep When there is struggle to bear? (don't fear the edges) Why do we sit at corners When all we want is to be free actually? (don't fear the edges) And why do we avoid to try ourselves If there is nothing to loose but our dream itself? (don't fear the edges)