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you see life in these ruins |
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but I find it hard to believe |
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in places where your heart bleeds |
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so hard to find the space |
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where we can lie down quietly |
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feelings change in a one moment |
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on the way to our place of birth |
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words are slowly turning to the snow |
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on the way to our place of birth |
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cold winds are shaking the high trees |
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and it's so easy to forget our names |
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you see life in these ruins |
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but I find it hard to believe |
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together we can run far |
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together we will fall |
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together we will fade away |
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words are slowly turning to the snow |
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on the way to our place of birth |
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feelings change in a one moment |
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on the way to our place of birth |
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cold winds are shaking the high trees |
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and it's so easy to forget our names |
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love is a perfect ache |
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and I hear the sound of piano when you are calling me |
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feelings change in a one moment |
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on the way to our place of birth |
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words are slowly turning to the snow |
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on the way to our place of birth |
