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Silence, strange silence |
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Poor flowers that you still hold in your hands |
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The jewels of the meadow of your dreams |
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Silence, you hear once more |
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Your hopes are like the footsteps on your wall |
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But now he comes |
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Into your room |
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And he takes |
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You away As you are |
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Like the first |
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Like the last |
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Or the deadly one |
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And he rides you away |
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To his moon |
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Makes you forget |
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The scary tune |
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Outside, down the streets |
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You watch them and you hate them for their love |
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No need for jewels of your dreams |
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Outside, no need to ask |
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Who took the treasure running down the hall |
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He looks like the human sun |
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Riding on a moon |
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And while others sleep |
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And miss the key |
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He opens up the room |
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But now he comes |
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Into your room |
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And he takes |
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You away As you are |
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Like the first |
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Like the last |
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Or the deadly one |
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And he rides you away |
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To his moon |
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Makes you forget |
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The scary tune |
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But now he comes.. |
