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Album: The Cold Cathedral
Sunday morning early noon
I wandered in a chilly room and sat unnoticed
There were lonely people there
Who listened to a man who didn't care or show it
He just talked about nothing
I could not understand
I stood up and I cried
Listen to me
Don't you see
Your not speaking... openly
I need someone
Who will help... set me free
They just and stared ahead
At colored glass while someone read some words corroded
And the rusty organ pipes began to moan some melody of woe outmoded
They did not even hear me
No one cared for my cry
Please don't leave me alone, leave me to die
Where are you
I must know
For if you
Cannot help me
Tell me where
Will I go
I went back another day
When faces gray had gone away and all was silent
And the cold and stoney walls
Echoed back my footsteps in the halls of ferment
So confused and distorted
By the minds of men
I looked up and I cried
Help me someone
Where are you
Do you mean it
Do you care
Can you help me
And are you really there?
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