| Far away, far away
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| Night and day, day and night
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| We escape on a wave
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| Like a frame of light in the sky
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| What is there? |
| What is that?
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| Feeble flame on a grave
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| Not entirely satisfied
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| With this life: it’s always a fight!
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| Pain after pain
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| I lose myself away
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| Slave to my mind
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| I try to run behind
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| Oh, you have to believe me
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| I’m trying to be something
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| But the void is wrapping me quickly
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| And erases me
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| Hardest day, longest day
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| Runs away, far away
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| From your time, from these lies
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| Look around, high over your town!
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| In a cradle, in a cradle
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| Maybe sleeping, perhaps dreaming
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| Like a child carried by tide
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| Hard and wild, the storm shall arrive!
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| Pain after pain
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| I lose myself away
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| Slave to the time
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| I try to escape behind
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| Hey, you have to believe me
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| I’m trying to feel something
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| But the void is wrapping me quickly
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| And erases me
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| I’m flying forever smiling
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| And the wind’s freezing all around me
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| Rain’s falling over that mountain
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| Over this endless wait
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| Hey! |
| Hey you have to believe me
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| I’m trying, trying and trying to feel something
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| To be something
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| Void is wrapping me quickly
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| And erases me |