| Day and night
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| By the window
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| Of my mind
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| There you are
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| In the courtyard
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| One last time
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| The singing of a famous song I’ve never heard before
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| A man without a shadow slowly walking past my door
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| My mind projects a face soon to be free of misery
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| The chiming of some distant bell that echoes in my heart
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| A dance upon the flagstones to the music of the stars
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| A mother’s name that lingers on a soothing summer’s breeze
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| All alone I said no prayers today
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| I couldn’t kneel to please the god that failed you
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| Now you’re gone I’ll sit and spend each day
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| Hours by the window
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| Morning comes
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| To my rescue
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| Once again
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| Whispers in the corridor and footsteps in the hall
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| My only point of reference now the sunlight on the wall
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| It draws me to the window where my dreams are memories
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| A step beyond the line where sunken eyes avert their gaze
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| An endless tract of time reveals a thousand silent ways
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| All searching for an answer to life’s deepest mysteries
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| On the ocean of pure time I sail away
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| I go and these four walls will not contain me
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| Maybe there I’ll see your face again
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| Hours by the window
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| All alone I said no prayers today
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| I couldn’t kneel to please the god that failed you
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| What I’d give to see your face again
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| Hours by the window |