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Текст: Sykes. Scrapbook Of Your Youth. To Be Shyer.


By and by, we used what we had to fly higher
When will I, when will I try to be shy, to be shyer
We don't know where we belong, or if the sky will be able to prolong
But what will we have left but words and a song, when everybody knows that I'm a liar?

(Thanks to Tim for these lyrics)