| It was a gateway to a place I can’t remember
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| And in my searching mind, the time had come to seek the soul
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| I´d known it before, a face so warm and tender
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| The face of a tidal wave, sleeping deep down in that hole
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| And I knew… that splendid core…
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| It was marked by steamy imprints that I wore…
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| But I try to look ahead
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| See the red sun play with a smile
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| Sigh and say «alright
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| I may rest the day I’m dead…»
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| Like it was a lone wolf’s will I sent off to walk this path astray
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| But seen not what I´d become, you followed
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| It didn’t seem a bad idea to be two, putting this world on hold
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| Was I then wrong to let you know that my love for you had really grown?
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| Can’t you see my eyes are filled with a sense of sacrifice?
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| Built on lies, they’re only lies
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| My soul’s weak and full of these holes, I’ve tried to understand
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| Your lended hand, your lended hand
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| Give me strength to carry on, I have the patience left
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| To grant a theft, from them to us
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| I lack motives and strong will, but still I need them both
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| For internal growth and external gloat
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| So when to sleep then? |
| — Exhaustion weighs heavy
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| It´s hard believing — This broken scenery
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| I’ve never seen life like the way you make me see my life
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| So when to sleep then? |
| — stock saving shelters…
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| I’ve never seen life like the way you make me see my life
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| But I try to look ahead
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| See the red sun play with a smile
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| Sigh and say «alright
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| I may rest the day I’m dead…» |