| Cise Star
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| Elevation
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| Beautiful sunrise moving like high tide
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| Watching with strange eyes looking for white lies
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| See it from all sides, searching for more time
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| In the dreams I believe, in these I am alive
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| Beautiful sunrise moving like high tide
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| Watching with strange eyes looking for white lies
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| See it from all sides, searching for more time
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| In the dreams I believe, in these I am alive
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| Empire for hire, my galaxy is nicer
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| Please give me a lighter I’m searching for the viper
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| In the garden losing it cause I like to
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| Forbidden fruit handed to me by my pariah
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| Moving like snow drift, falling like sunk ships
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| So deep in the bullshit paradise is missed
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| Kicked out the garden of knowledge touching her lips
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| And now I’m touching her hips, a soul solar eclipse
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| Beautiful sunrise moving like high tide
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| Watching with strange eyes looking for white lies
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| See it from all sides, searching for more time
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| In the dreams I believe, in these I am alive
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| Beautiful sunrise moving like high tide
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| Watching with strange eyes looking for white lies
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| See it from all sides, searching for more time
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| In the dreams I believe, in these I am alive
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| Beautiful sunrise, one of a lifetime
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| Words can’t bring me down from dreamland
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| Getting ready for love, getting ready for dove
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| What’s wrong? |
| Cause I believe
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| Beautiful sunrise, one of a dreamland
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| Rhythm gives me inspiration
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| Getting ready for good, getting ready for war
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| I’m good cause I’m a fighter
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| Don’t cry for us, these are the dips
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| Maybe just the breaks, separate fact and myth
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| Two human beings on a living star ship
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| And natives they call it Earth, and life they call a bitch
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| Striking a chord on a string theory devoid
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| Come away with me and see my shitty amor
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| Language of the soul, my finger meeting the thorn
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| Peep the piano over the horn, my voice reaching the Lord
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| Tongue like a sword with words so paranoid
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| Only fear is the reason that love is to avoid
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| Dreams are the things that separate indoors
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| From human beings who sink pain straight into the void
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| Annoyed at the wisdom embrace the cataclysm
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| My skin like leather, my soul like good denim
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| I did it for the love of the art and God rhythm
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| Just another sinner who yearns to be a new beginner
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| Beautiful sunrise moving like high tide
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| Watching with strange eyes looking for white lies
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| See it from all sides, searching for more time
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| In the dreams I believe, in these I am alive
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| Beautiful sunrise moving like high tide
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| Watching with strange eyes looking for white lies
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| See it from all sides, searching for more time
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| In the dreams I believe, in these I am alive
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| Follow me from politics, help me anonymous
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| So monogamist one life could live, calling it
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| Fuck the parlement, please go call the astrologist
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| And tell him that the moon is becoming red and ominous
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| Welcome me the elegy, please love don’t let it be
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| So unsettling like nightmares on Elmstreets
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| To be correct my dreams never involve sheep
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| Just the wolfs in the corner grinning with the sharp teeth
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| Your love
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| The choice is what we make
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| What words can’t express
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| I heard your voice
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| I heard from the flow
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| The singing move your soul
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| Beautiful sunrise, one of a lifetime
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| Words can’t bring me down from dreamland
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| Getting ready for love, getting ready for dove
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| What’s wrong? |
| Cause I believe
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| Beautiful sunrise, one of a dreamland
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| Rhythm gives me inspiration
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| Getting ready for good, getting ready for war
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| I’m good cause I’m a fighter
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| Beautiful sunrise, one of a lifetime
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| Words can’t bring me down from dreamland
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| Getting ready for love, getting ready for dove
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| What’s wrong? |
| Cause I believe
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| Beautiful sunrise, one of a dreamland
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| Rhythm gives me inspiration
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| Getting ready for good, getting ready for war
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| I’m good cause I’m a fighter |