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See the grain that's falling from above |
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The falling piece of sky |
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It's time to turn the hourglass again |
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And some more hope you'll buy |
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Aren't you scared of the sun? |
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You know it could burn you down |
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One day you fly and the next |
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You crawl on the ground |
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Read the runes and try to watch your steps |
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Your life is made of snares |
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Once you're high you're scared to see |
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The depths |
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When is your next despair? |
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One day the light nears |
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The next is disappears |
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It's like an orbit 'round a sun |
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That is never real |
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Shapping the boundaries |
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Of all infinities |
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You circumnavigate 'round a thrut |
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You could never feel |
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Aren't you scared of the sun? |
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You know it could burn you down |
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Once day you fly and the next |
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You crawl on the ground |
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Always relapsing |
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Into the suffering |
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Futurity will be draw |
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From your memories |
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You'll see the real sun |
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Beyond the bygones |
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Why don't you try to believe |
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In new itinaries? |
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Aren't you scared of the sun? |
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You know it could burn you down |
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Here come the sign of the next |