| Dream, dream away
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| Dance on the thread of reality
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| A web of possibilities
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| Caught in the light of dawn
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| Soothing memories
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| The heart is the fountain
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| The mind shifts shape
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| And leaves the body trembling
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| Drifting through the shadows
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| Dissolving into shades
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| Of a blackened dark existence
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| An unknown, untold past…
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| Hand in the water
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| The water of the wishing well
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| Wrinkles turn to waves
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| Like a butterfly and a hurricane
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| Weaver of dreams
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| Waiting for the seventh wave
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| The wave of hope
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| I lost my sense of time
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| Fray of madness
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| Fabric of time starts to rip on the edges
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| Unravel at the fringes
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| My demon’s on the loose
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| Fears that crush my dreams
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| Caught up in my own anxiety
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| Walls of repressed emotions
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| Leading me round and round
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| Looking for a way out of this labyrinth
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| You were always there
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| Ready to disentangle
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| Free me from the halter
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| I knotted it in my dreams
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| Hands that search for grip
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| Stirring the sands of time
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| Caught up in my own anxiety
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| Your hand was there
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| Taking me by the shoulder
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| Just before the dawn you broke the spell
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| You were always there
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| Ready to disentangle
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| Free me from the halter
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| I knotted it in my dreams
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| Colours fade from the curtains
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| Like a kaleidoscope of images projected
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| On the walls that start to crumble
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| Pressed into existence
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| Tears bleeding from a picture frame
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| A hand no longer there
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| Your side of the bed cold
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| A morning call left unspoken |