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Sleep now in the fire |
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it's burning high, it's stoking hopes and fears |
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Sleep now in the fire |
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you lit for yourself |
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Call on me, little darling |
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and I will wake you up from this dream |
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So, at last, we will cross |
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our souls will meet |
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When the seas will run dry |
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and the lands will die |
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We are children in time |
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we grow old each day |
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Repentance is a path |
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That we can not walk for long, my dear |
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For seven days and nights |
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I have watched you sleeping tight |
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Come with me and I will show you how to choose a side |
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So, at last, we will cross |
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our souls will meet |
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When the seas will run dry |
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and the lands will die |
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We are children in time |
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we grow old each day |
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Repentance is a path |
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That we can not walk, my dear |
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Ease your mind in the wind |
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It's on your side, it's like the truest friend |
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It is telling you a tale |
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Of a place so beautiful |
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Let it be your guidance |
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And it will wake you up from this dream |
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So, at last, we will cross |
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our souls will meet |
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When the seas will run dry |
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and the lands will die |
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We are children in time |
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we grow old each day |
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Repentance is a path |
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That we can not walk for long |
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And at last we will meet in your dreams |