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Symbolic |
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death |
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I don't mean to dwell |
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But I can't help myself |
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When I feel the vibe |
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And taste a memory |
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Of a time in life |
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When years seemed to stand still |
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I close my eyes |
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And sink within myself |
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Relive the gift of precious memories |
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In need of a fix called innocence |
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When did it begin? |
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The change to come was undetectable |
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The open wounds expose the importance |
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of Our innocence |
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A high that can never be bought or sold |
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Symbolic acts - so vivid |
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Yet at the same time |
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Were invisible |
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Solo: Schuldiner / Solo: Koelble |
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Savor what you feel and what you see |
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Things that may not seem important now |
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But may be tomorrow |
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Do you remember when |
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Things seemed so eternal? |
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Heroes were so real... |
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Their magic frozen in time |
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The only way to learn |
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Is be aware and hold on tight |
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I close my eyes |
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And sink within myself |
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Relive the gift of precious memories |
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In need of a fix called innocence |
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When did it begin? |
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The change to come was undetectable |
|
The open wounds expose the importance |
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of Our innocence |
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A high that can never be bought or sold |
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Symbolic acts - so vivid |
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Yet at the same time |
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Were invisible |
