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Never Understand |
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(Matos, Bittencourt) |
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White gold, a morning came |
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Sunny cold, reflecting light |
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Unknown songs |
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Fresh water gush licks the lime |
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Sprinkling crowns of silence |
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The face wet from the moistened dew |
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Wind takes the sight |
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Around the meadow |
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Playing kindly |
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Silver dropped wine |
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That flows inside |
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a sleeping hand... |
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Desperation fills the air |
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(In your heart lies the dust of the anger) |
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Madness knocking on my back |
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(Chiming bells have announced the new day) |
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My courage lies someplace |
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where time forgot to send me |
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(now where are you going?) |
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(now where are you going now?) |
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Someday they'll mark your sins |
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like torture on your back |
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I wonder why |
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My mind is tight |
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Like stormy weather |
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And so it seems |
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That little steps |
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would take forever |
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Oh, never understand... |
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We're like mad horses |
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heading for the bend |
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This place I'm standing here |
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Made it on my own |
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Moored my life to never let it go... |
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I wonder why |
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My mind is tight |
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Like stormy weather |
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And so it seems |
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That little steps |
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would take forever |
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Never understand... |
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We're like mad horses |
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heading for the bend |
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This place I'm standing here |
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Made it on my own |
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Moored my life to never let it go... |
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All my life I'll be the way |
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I won't forget |
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All my life is never understand |
