| Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans
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| From now on, you can forget all future plans
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| Night touched my hands with the turning, golden skans
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| From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands
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| Set sail from sense, bring all her young
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| Set sail from where we once begun
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| While we wait, while we wait
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| A hall of records or numbers or spaces still undone
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| Ruins or relics, disciples and the young
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| A hall of records or numbers or spaces still undone
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| Ruins or relics, disciples and the young
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| Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans
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| From now on, you can forget all future plans
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| Night touched my hands with the turning, golden skans
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| From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands
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| We sailed from sense, brought all our young
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| We sailed from where we once begun
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| While we wait, while we wait
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| A hall of records or numbers or spaces still undone
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| Ruins or relics, disciples and the young
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| A hall of records or numbers or spaces still undone
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| Ruins or relics, disciples and the young
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| Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans
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| From now on, you can forget all future plans
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| Night touched my hands with the turning, golden skans
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| From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands
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| Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans
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| From now on, you can forget all future plans
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| Night touched my hands with the turning, golden skans
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| From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands |