Take your eyes off me.There´s nothing here to see.Just trying to keep my head together.And as we make our vow,let us remember how there´s nothing good that lasts forever.Time out on the running boards.We´re running through a world that lost it´s meaning.Trying to find a way to love.This running...ain´t no kind of freedom.Feel the touch of grief.You stand in disbelieff.Can steal the earth from right, beneath you. And falling in so far.They know just where you are.Yeah.But there ain´t no way to reach you.Time out on the running boards.We´re running through a world that lost its meaning.Trying to find a way to love.This running...ain´t no kind of freedom ( yeah,yeah).It´s time to clean these boots.Fold up these parachutes.The word´s goodbye but I can´t say it.The end is close at hand.I think we understand.There ain´t no use trying to delay it.Time out on the running boards.We´re running through a world that lost its meaning.Trying to find a way to love.This running...ain´t no kind of freedom.Freedom,freedom.Fasten on my mask.I´m bending to the task.I know this work is never finished.And if I close my eyes, I can still see you dancing, laughing loud and undimished.

(Lyrics : David Gray, "Freedom" - This song is dedicated to his father, Peter Gray).

Remember.Find a word to touch world´s eyes.Lost it...yeah...nothing is forever.

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