| Walking like a ghost in my own movie
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| Touching you then letting you go
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| Hand in hand we walk these halls together
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| Then letting you go
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| I dreamt I told you a dream I’d had
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| That once I had dreamt of you
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| You touched my face and you told me «Hush»
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| And that you already knew
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| There’s room enough here for women and men
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| Silence and letting go
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| Strangers here walk hand in hand
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| Silence and letting it go
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| I heard the voices of women singing
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| Coming on up from the lowest floors
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| I stood amazed for I knew the songs
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| And who they were written for
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| I stand in a circle of light
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| You stand in a circle of light
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| I dreamt I brought a book for you to see
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| True and forevermore
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| On the first page there rode a queen
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| Singing «True and forevermore»
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| Page after page were familiar faces
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| Walking behind in a joyous line
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| Heroes, saints and some so old
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| Their names had been lost in the fog of time
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| Hand in hand, we stepped on in
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| True and forevermore |