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She closed her eyes
And let the walls of her prison fall away
The walls that ached with a timeless wait
They had become her walls of this modern TV life

She closed her eyes
And let them fall away

And in her dreams she is standing by an ocean
She is gazing out to sea
She can remember with just a fleeting glimpse
That she was once free

So long ago now
So long it was as if it had never been
Was it a holiday?
She thinks it could have been, ah yes, Italy

And he closes his eyes
And he is gone far away
Gone from all this confusion
Gone from the pain

He can easily see what a pointless waste
His modern life has become

Chasing the gravy train
Chasing the dollar, chasing the clock
Chasing his male friends
Chasing the boss

Chasing as it was everything
It was nothing
Only the sound of his own breathing
Was all he really had at the end of the day

And reasons to wonder, reasons to cry
Too late for this selfish sinner who never asked why