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The leaves will fall again, the wind comes crawling in |
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The rain with all its sin catches me again |
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The words went through my wave, filled my soul with pain |
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My anger into space, almost found its way again |
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Questions to embrace, feelings that you face |
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In this holy land, the desert made of quicksand |
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Streets that lead you there, places of your fear |
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Some force pulls you in, the shadow world |
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By the time I made the great escape |
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I was falling, falling, falling from heaven |
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In every picture that I drew I saw |
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You falling, falling, falling from heaven |
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From an empty face the smile wiped away |
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Eyes that never see, blind the deepest me |
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Act a small charade, words you can't explain |
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Silence louder than the doubt, lingers in the sound |
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By the time I made the great escape |
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I was falling, falling, falling from heaven |
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In every picture that I drew I saw |
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You falling, falling, falling from heaven |
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I got down on my knees and prayed |
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I was calling, calling, calling to heaven |
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Just in time I made the great escape |
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I was falling, falling, falling from heaven |
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If you just talk to me |
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If you just look at me |
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We'll be all right |
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By the time I made the great escape |
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I was falling, falling, falling from heaven |
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In every picture that I drew I saw |
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You falling, falling, falling from heaven |
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I got down on my knees and prayed |
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I was calling, calling, calling to heaven |
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Just in time I made the great escape |
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I was falling, falling, falling from heaven |
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Falling from heaven |
