| I am a grinder of things I’ve seen
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| I walk the earth
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| And bleed inside this death machine
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| I am a riser out from the burn
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| My wings lift from the ashes
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| Black as coal but I still yearn
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| A new horizon I must learn
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| I’ll glide away
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| Beyond the darkness and the sun
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| To shield my lonely fire
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| Till my days are done
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| My great escape
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| Behind the cobwebs of the mind
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| The vision that I find
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| A world where I’m not blind
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| Dreamwalker — My only way to go
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| Dream stalker — Like a drug I have to know
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| Dreamwalker
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| Here comes the climber up from below
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| Above this cloudy mountain rain will never show
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| I’ve known the drama, I’ve felt the pain
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| But I won’t let my spirit die, my inner sky remains
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| Once I had a flower soul
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| Till it froze and fell apart
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| Now I grow my music
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| From the sorrows of the heart
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| Still I have dreams in the dark
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| Old memories they haunt
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| Like storms of heavy snow
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| I still keep my head up high
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| And face the trouble winds that blow
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| Soaring home holding on
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| I dry my tears and fly
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| As I sing my songs for you and I
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| Dreamwalker — The only way to go
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| Dream talker — With horns under my halo
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| Dreamwalker |