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boundless the traces |
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they stand out in relief |
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the sands running out by the eve |
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a trough of the sea in emotions |
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lies on the shores of your dreams |
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a poignant look of deep blue eyes |
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can tell a thousand tales |
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a silverscreen of broken words |
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you threw into the scales |
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i am the storm and lash the sea |
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that`s wrapping up in mystery |
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within living memory |
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in rain or shine |
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in playgrounds so divine |
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i am the pylon in the dark |
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the guardian of the arc |
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within a velvety reverie |
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as far as eyes can see |
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the vesper bell`s tolling |
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from the belfry up near |
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the ring of truth i try to hear |
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shooting a glance at the wild sea |
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land will be rising at view |
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to take the line of least resist |
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will slow and sure deceive |
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the deadlock of this waiting game |
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the feelings you relieve |
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