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I never thought I'd feel a whim |
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Slipping through my hands |
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The morning light comes breaking in |
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As the blackness fades |
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No bad reflections can resist |
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The beginning of an age |
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A sentence for a crownless king |
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Whose kingdom was a cage |
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Wonder again why |
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Why should we miss the burning of the flame |
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Wait for another sign of rising disorder |
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Till the blade relieves the pain |
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Inside your eyes I see a mirror |
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You mesmerize and there's no error |
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Myself in you to be continued |
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Inside your eyes I see a mirror of me! |
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I kept a token of my pleas |
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Carved them into stone |
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But after sailing open seas |
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Two became one |
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Wonder again why |
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Why should we cease the spreading of the stain |
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Wait for another sign of rising disorder |
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Till the light 'cause again |
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Inside your eyes I see a mirror |
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You mesmerize and there's no error |
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Myself in you to be continued |
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Inside your eyes I see a mirror of me! |
