Dead Poets Society: Living in a neverending tunnel


Once upon a time there was a Lore about everything,
but nothing ever came, all remained the same loop of ignorance.

Is there a light, In the end?

What comes around, all goes around and we´re still underground

Road to lead the way, but don´t need say, it´s dead end again
`cause we just never learn, to take and to return to the first place

Is there a light, I don´t know

What comes around, all goes around and we are all underground

Now and forever,
until death us apart

We are living in a tunnel
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