| Firstly i was too blind to see
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| The burden of power as decease infecting me
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| Watching the chaos without form
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| And empty space, the location of the ball
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| Finally i got something to do
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| After the five days of creation
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| There was a time for early form of so called human nature
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| In paradise under my eyes
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| 'cause soon the playground was ready
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| Between the sun and the moon
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| As closed eyes in different lights
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| Are able to see the shapes you want to see
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| And the most God did want to see
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| Was the shape of the man next to the tree
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| but he was alone, He is so alone still
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| There was a time for the next form
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| Now in my beautiful little storm i´ll breath…
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| I´ll breath the night away
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| I´ll breath the life in
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| ´cause two will become
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| One of a kind
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| I´ll breath the night away
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| I´ll breath the life in
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| ´cause two will become
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| One of a kind i hope
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| After the five days of creation
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| There was a time for early form of so called human nature
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| God assumed that man will be followed by woman
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| That would be perfect, that is perfect
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| Now he got his playground
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| As closed eyes in different lights
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| Are able to see the shapes you want to see
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| And the most God did want to see
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| Was the shape of the man next to the tree
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| but he was alone, He is so alone still
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| There was a time for the next form
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| Now in my beautiful little storm i´ll breath…
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| I´ll breath the night away
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| I´ll breath the life in
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| ´cause two will become one |