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It's newmoon time, you're seeking suspect every blurry sight new fallen snow it flatters in the misty light |
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Can you hear them speaking? tones from a hidden place with a licentious play they reach you in a sensous way |
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Do return! you want to remember his face, his everlasting smile the sight of a dream |
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Do return! |
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They're not gods, not human reality is not far away not close is there a reason? |
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Like a laughing silence it hits you everytime you turn around is there a reason? |
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A unique moment fills you sorrow is far away such a spiritual sense this balance; undeniable! |
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The tingling in my body makes me wanna fly drifting on waves the only sight is new moon's light |
