.Some day Chris will quit his desk job
Leave the rat race far behind
Until then he'll scrape existence
In this prison we've designed
As the voice whispers in his earâ¦
On a sphere of sleeping beauty
Trapped beneath still icy wastes
Sacred hearts don't make a sound
Smi.
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