| I am hunted by the future
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| Will the future be my past?
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| Or is time a fade out picture
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| Of my everlasting cast?
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| Love is phasing
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| Love is moving
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| To the rhythm of your sight
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| I get closer
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| To the crossing point of light
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| Sanctus, sanctus dominus deus sabaoth.
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| Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua.
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| Hosanna in excelsis. |
| benedictus…
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| (translation:
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| Holy, holy, lord God of hosts. |
| heaven and earth are filled with thy glory.
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| hosanna in the highest. |
| blessed is he that cometh in the name of the lord.
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| hosanna in the highest.)
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| Let us try to live our lost illusions
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| Theyre the sun at night
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| If we dont well never taste
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| The spice of life
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| And when it seems that were in a dead end street
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| Theres no reason to cry
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| Cause we have a helping hand whos always aside
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| Forever light |