| Eleven years have been passing by
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| But dust didn’t cover your memories
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| Time didn’t make it all fade away
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| Pictures of something we’ve lived
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| They’re all still there…
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| Walking on the edge of forever
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| Like a feather in the wind
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| We’ve no chance to choose
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| And the breeze is our guiding light
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| In the night
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| We’re like a shooting star, leaving signs on the horizon
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| Out of the dark we run
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| While we’re chasing our chance to break free
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| Eleven years, would you say so much?
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| Time didn’t warn us while running
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| What has remained of all that we had
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| It got covered by sands of time
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| (But) it still lived in our minds
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| Reaching for the edge of forever
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| Unlike feathers in the wind
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| We refused to be taken everywhere the wind was blowing
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| Walking on our path
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| We’re like a shooting star
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| Leaving signs on the horizon
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| Out of the dark we run
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| While we’re chasing our chance to break free
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| We’re like a shooting star
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| Leaving signs on the horizon
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| Out of the dark we run
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| While we’re chasing our chance to be free
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| Walking on the edge of forever.
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| Waiting for a sign.
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| Walking we are feathers in the wind.
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| Waiting just for a little sign |