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I thought |
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I reached the final stage, |
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Time enough now to catch my breath. |
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Holding on to each fleeting moment, |
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Until the winds of change come blowing through. |
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And all the things |
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I Thought |
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I needed Go sailing out of you. |
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I thought |
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I reached a new beginning; |
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Faint, distant glow on the horizon. |
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Holding on to the promise of the day, |
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Until the sunset hides sea from shore. |
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And all the things |
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I Thought |
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I needed Don't mean much anymore. |
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Circles within circles, |
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Hoping one more turn |
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Will bring us to the end. |
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When truth and fiction finally meet, |
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We find again |
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New beginnings become old ends. |
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Circles within circles, |
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Hoping one more turn |
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Will bring us to the end. |
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When the circles complete, |
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We find ourselves |
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Starting all over again. |
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Too many things left undone, |
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Too late to turn back, |
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I can change course before the end, |
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But when all is said and done, |
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All I really want is a chance |
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To start again. |
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Circles within circles, |
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Hoping one more turn |
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Will bring us the end. |
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When truth and fiction finally meet, |
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We find again |
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New beginnings become old ends. |
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Circles within circles, |
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Hoping one more turn |
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Will bring us to the end. |
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When the circles complete, |
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We find ourselves |
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Starting all over again. |
