| I’m walking on air, down a smoky corridor
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| I’m barely aware‚ this is no dream
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| I felt you were there‚ you spoke to me
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| Beware of what I saw‚ yes I’m sure
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| I want more and I’m walking on air
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| Oily, dark and blue, the picture hangs in front of you
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| Don’t turn around‚ this is for real
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| The walls of this place, imprisoning your pretty face
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| I’m sure, what I saw‚ is no more and I’m walking on air
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| I’m floating, I’m falling, I’m silently calling
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| Adrift on an ocean, on waves of emotion
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| I’m following the light through centuries of endless light
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| The soporific sky, the moon and the stars
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| To Morpheus I fly, he holds me in a twilight that we share
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| In his lair if I dare, we’ll go walking on air
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| I’m floating, I’m falling, I’m silently calling
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| Adrift on an ocean, on waves of emotion
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| Say a prayer for me, in solace and sincerity
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| Then sip your holy wine out of the silver spoon
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| And when my soul shall rise
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| Then realize you live with what you swore
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| And before anymore of your talking
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| Feel a chill, at the door, it’s just me and I’m walking on air |