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The sun hits like a bullet of faith. |
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And then suddenly I'm wide awake |
| [00:15.10] |
Fake bliss, our apology's made. |
| [00:18.39] |
Was an enemy with no escape. |
| [00:22.42] |
My hands were tied, |
| [00:25.90] |
But now they're mine |
| [00:30.34] |
So grab on to desire and run away |
| [00:38.00] |
These will be the years |
| [00:45.10] |
The lights will all appear |
| [00:48.60] |
These will be the years |
| [01:26.62] |
These will be the years |
| [01:38.22] |
Grey dust now sparkle in gold |
| [01:41.30] |
And the best is yet to unfold |
| [01:45.34] |
White heat found in comfort and cold |
| [01:48.17] |
And a heart is found in her soul |
| [01:52.55] |
Her hands were tied |
| [01:56.90] |
But now they're mine |
| [02:00.44] |
To grab on and wherever you'll go |
| [02:03.24] |
I'll go |
| [02:07.91] |
These will be the years |
| [02:14.97] |
The lights will all apear |
| [02:18.78] |
These will be the years |
| [02:34.10] |
These will be the years |
| [02:52.39] |
These will be the years |
| [02:59.93] |
The lights will all apear |
| [03:03.81] |
These will be the years |
