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My withering dreams |
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are clouds in the sky |
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formless memories shaped by the wind |
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whispering fears that follow me |
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reflecting faces I'll see till the end |
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crystal blue clear water invites me |
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memories fade I jump in |
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enduring the tide and the pound of the ocean |
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I'm carried by waves from my sin |
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wishing on my star |
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feels like floating home |
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on and on |
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holding on to some night sky |
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wont drag me down |
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a brand new world to try |
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again |
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looking now |
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I see |
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everything |
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your light in the night |
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from the stars is what I see |
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and in with faith my feet hit the ground |
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I know that they hold my memories tightly |
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somewhere they'll never be found |
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holding on to some night sky |
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wont drag me down |
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wishing on my star |
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holding on to some night sky |
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on and on |
