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One step into the night and the other through the light, |
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We don't care of what we are and we always wanna hide, |
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Days are goin'on, then another one will come, |
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But don't think 'cause other problems will fill up your brain |
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Strange armonies in the air, |
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We can' t anymore them hear, |
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Strange game of rhymes, we can't see, |
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Now takes control of my hand |
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Far away I forsee a figure who seems to be |
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Someone who's waiting for a sign of mine, |
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Suddenly, can you feel his voice that calls your name? |
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There's no sound but lips are movin'on |
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I stand into the fog, as the avarage of yours, |
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But I try to make him speak, |
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I know he's like me, |
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As written on pieces of my mind, |
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Falling into a deep abyss, |
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I begin to see the words my heart wants to say |
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They tell of blame, some of them, |
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Some others about fear, |
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Strange game of lies, |
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I deny, But they're the ones |
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I deeply live |
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Music everywhere, |
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Words forever lasting, |
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You and me sing together |
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The love and the hate of life |
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Far away, |
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I feel you're far away |
