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"The past is for the vessel's way my star |
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And we as one will heal our deepest scar" |
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Can you feel my tongue... Painting love in you |
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Can you hear my song... driving you now |
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Can you take my hand and ride to the neverland |
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Can you sing with me words no one will feel |
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Cause we are made from the same star |
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This song the road for my get away |
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Can you take my hand and ride to the neverland |
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Can you sing with me words no one will feel |
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Don't tell me how it's far (between) you and me |
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Made from the same star... Me and you |
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Sorrow... |
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A path for words escape |
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My senses are oppressed |
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So I'll write them until the dawn |
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Silence... |
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My frame for vessels |
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As words will conquer man's faith |
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I'm suspicious, the silence is all |
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Don't tell me how it's far (between) me and you |
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Made from the same star... me and you |
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Cause we are made from the same star |
