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Where do we go from here
Where do we go
Is it real or just something we think we know
Where are we going now
Where do we go
Cos if it’s the same as yesterday you know I’m out
Just so you know
Because
Because
Our paths, they cross
Yesterday was hard on all of us
On all of us
Who can we trust from here
Who can we trust
Are you real or something from wanderlust
Who can you can we trust my dear, sweet, flower
Who can you trust
From cradle to grave
From ashes to ashes, from dust to dust
Because