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In a room above a busy street |
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The echoes of a life |
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The fragments and the accidents |
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Separated by incidents |
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Listened to by walls |
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We share the same spaces |
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Repeated in the corridors |
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Performing the same movements |
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Storey to storey |
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Building to building |
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Street to street |
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We pass each other |
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Storey to storey |
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Building to building |
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Street to street |
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We pass each other |
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Listened to by walls |
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We share the same spaces |
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Repeated in the corridors |
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Performing the same movements |
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The nature of your tragedy |
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Is chained around your neck |
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Do you lead or are you led |
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Are U sure that you don't care |
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There are reasons here to give your life |
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And follow in your way |
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The passion lives to keep your faith |
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Though all are different all are great |
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Climbing as we fall |
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We dare to hold on to our fate |
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And steal away our destiny |
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To catch ourselves with quiet grace |
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Storey to storey |
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Building to building |
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Street to street |
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We pass each other on the stairs |
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Listened to by walls |
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We share the same spaces |
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Repeated in the corridors |
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Performing the same movements |
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Storey to storey |
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Building to building |
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Street to street |
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We pass each other on the stairs |
