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We have no image |
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We're just called the good friends |
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We call the madmen back |
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As they fly to the ant hills |
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We never know, we never know |
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We sleep in satin nights |
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Throwing energy like bluebirds |
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In twilight |
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We call to stillness |
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As we kiss the water king's hand |
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We hear the one same name |
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As the darker the land gets |
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We never know, we never know |
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We're fueling for the light |
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Cascading like the rain |
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In twilight |
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Waiting for you, you look so close, we walk a thousand stairs |
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Aching for your hand, our love a distant voice, we have no image - we are light |
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We are not asking |
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No favors from the dead |
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We wash with moonlit hands |
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On the shores of our island |
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We never know, we never know |
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We sleep in satin nights |
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Throwing energy in silver curves |
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In twilight |
