| Don’t taint this ground with the color of the past
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| Are the sounds in bloom with you?
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| Cause you feel like an orchard of mines
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| Just take one step at a time
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| And you seem to break like time
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| So fragile on the inside, you climb these grapevines
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| Would you look now unto the pit of me on the ground
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| And you wander through these to climb these grapevines…
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| I’ll say it to be proud, won’t have my life turn upside down
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| Says the man with some, with some gold forged plan
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| Of life so incomplete, like weights strapped around my feet
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| Tread careful one step at a time
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| And you seem to break like time
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| So fragile on the inside, you climb these grapevines
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| Would you look now unto the pit of me on the ground
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| And you wander through these to climb these grapevines…
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| To know, to feel, to play me once again
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| Do you denote from what we feel
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| Do yu not know, i see you play the game
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| Do you denote…
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| La flama niposa, la ombra dispare
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| La noce immortale, la voce murmure
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| To know, to feel, to play me once again
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| Do you denote…
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| Do you not know, i see you play the game
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| Denote… |