| I don't see the stars anymore
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| My sky is filled with smoke
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| It's like I've broken a bone
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| that held my back
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| And how much I would not stand
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| Head up
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| No matter how many songs you listen to
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| I can't see in the mist
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| old starlight,
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| And he shines on me
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| And he shines on me
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| I don't see the stars anymore
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| My sky is filled with smoke
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| Smoke of old fires
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| that keep on smoldering
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| I can't erase the shadows of past shackles
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| Who are we, where are we from, where are we going?
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| And where did the light go?
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| We live 200 years, but we don't understand why
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| No answer
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| Gray asphalt will not tell the way
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| And the inner voice is silent
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| But once a star guided us the way
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| And perhaps tired, like us
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| The lighthouse went out in my pupils
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| You can't understand by the stars either
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| Where to go, where to run
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| And where can I find peace
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| The lighthouse went out in my pupils
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| Now it's dark again
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| I dance on my bones
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| I dance on my bones
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| Who are we, where are we from, where are we going?
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| And where did the light go?
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| We live 200 years, but we don't understand why
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| No answer
|
| Gray asphalt will not tell the way
|
| And the inner voice is silent
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| But once a star guided us the way
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| And perhaps tired, like us
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| The lighthouse went out in my pupils
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| Though I'm looming in the dark
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| And only in the power of the mirror
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| Light my way
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| But my mirror is you
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| And if you burn - I burn
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| Look into my eyes and tell me
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| Who am I, where do I come from and where am I going? |