Where the road leads me, on the way
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Packing my bags, I believe sadness will recede
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Limbo is not far off
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And there I'll wake up with you
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Remember this time, I will return
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Putting everything on the shelves
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And specifying the details
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We draw patterns instead of tall buildings
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Under the water
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In the same well
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I whisper the words of a song to you
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Written by a freak
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But no one recognizes his face
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You won't hear the voice anymore
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The painting is fading away
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We throw everything into the hearth,
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But nine is burning
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Give me a spark buddy
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I believe she has power
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Every new day
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And let the time smolder
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But I will breathe it in full
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I can do everything
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And, no need to prove
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And, I believe everything is connected
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Where they are looking for
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Must, must find
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Well, while we're on our way
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Give me a cigarette and just listen
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Noise in the distance, forest stream
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What could be better?
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Breathe deeply
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Hope only for now
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While you hear the bell
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Keep your eyes closed
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Where the road leads me, on the way
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Packing my bags, I believe sadness will recede
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Limbo is not far off
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And there I'll wake up with you
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Remember this time, I will return
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Stepping over from granite slabs with goose steps
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Do somersaults into eternity with my eyes closed
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Where will I be then, you will see for yourself
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Maybe under sail, or above the clouds
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Fly
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Catching sun glare
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From the height of the flight, all these people are freaks
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Tortured by everyday life, killed by care
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Close your eyes, because only there is freedom
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There is
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And nothing else is needed
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Eat smoke, chew on cabbage
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On board the Royal Princess
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I know my place
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And I'm already in the process
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Where the road leads me, on the way
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Packing my bags, I believe sadness will recede
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Limbo is not far off
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And there I'll wake up with you
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Remember this time, I will return |