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You and I - distinct, but such alike... |
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You and I - frontiers we cannot hide... |
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When did we leave the common path we used to share? |
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How could we ever forget all once we took care? |
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Watch the instant passes by |
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Just before you realize |
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What we've learned to love |
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Is going to be compromised. |
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There's nothing to eternalise |
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And nothing to remain. |
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An unaffected habit |
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Turns into another blame. |
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No one can stop the killing machine |
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That keeps us somehow alive. |
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Centuries are gone, time marches on - |
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Among them we keep up to flow... |
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We're falling into never land |
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And losing our confidence |
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In what we used to believe. |
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Missing sympathy? |
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Weakling harmony? |
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Now it's time to face a new outset... |
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Once we did not understand |
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To hold on their traditions. |
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Time has faced us to play this role - |
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The following position! |
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No one can stop the killing machine |
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That keeps us somehow alive. |
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Centuries are gone, time marches on - |
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Among them we keep up to flow... |
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But it feels like losing a friend, |
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Like to betray myself. |
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Now I wish to turn back time |
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And wake up in my dreams I can't forget... |
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Ca I still ignore, can I still be sure |
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Of what I am still holding on. |
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What is deep inside, to explain so tight, |
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I will never feel again... |
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Still nothing to eternalise, |
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But so much to remain. |
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Keep an eye on and realize |
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They only tried the same... |
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No one can stop the killing machine |
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That keeps us somehow alive. |
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Centuries are gone, time marches on - |
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Among them we keep up to flow... |
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Now I flow... |