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I look out at landscape unknown to me |
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Aloft feelings it seems once were mine |
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Unfurling to penetrate memory |
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It's only time |
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Sun ceases warming, it warns me, but |
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I came I came for you |
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Each in our hearts alone |
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But fighting the way |
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You try me doubtless in your way |
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So sure the pieces |
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You hold, so tell me |
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Am I alone? |
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Sorting through layers it's cloudy |
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Hot ice and strange wondrous snow |
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Impressions sculptured ephemeral |
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Of what I know |
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I came for you |
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Each in our hearts alone |
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But fighting the way |
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At odds with myself you and |
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I Our very nature fleeting |
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Fractured and reeling |
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Restore my own |
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I look at a landscape unknown to me |
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Aloft feelings it seems once were mine |
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Unfurling to penetrate memory |
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It's only time |
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Sun ceases warming, it warns me, but |
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I came I came for you |
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Each in our hearts alone |
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But finding the way |
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At odds with myself you and |
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I Our very nature fleeting |
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Fractured and reeling |
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Restore my own |
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You try me doubtless in your way |
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So sure the pieces |
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You hold, so tell me |
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Am I alone? |