| All around there are mysteries to unveil
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| Trying to make the best out of our existence which is frail
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| Are you sure the Sun will rise upon your head one more time?
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| So why do you still think all the years just go by?
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| A Shelter from the Storm
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| Where we can’t be forlorn
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| Far away from the tempest we enjoy the lack
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| Of any care, of all the rage and the worries
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| Will they ever learn how to forget
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| All the useless envy and pain?
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| Futile things and fake misleading thoughts
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| Waste our days and they make us weak
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| And turn all that once was unbreakable
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| To something so vulnerable
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| We’re meant to be unstoppable
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| If we just free our mind
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| All around there is so much more to see
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| Will you make the best out of your own existence, to be free?
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| Are you sure that the dark night won’t fall on your head anymore?
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| So why do you still think of the years that are gone?
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| A Shelter from the Storm
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| Where we can’t be forlorn
|
| Far away from the tempest we enjoy the lack
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| Of any care, of all the rage and the worries
|
| Will they ever learn how to forget
|
| All the useless envy and pain?
|
| Futile things and fake misleading thoughts
|
| Waste our days and they make us weak
|
| And turn all that once was unbreakable
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| To something so vulnerable
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| We’re meant to be unstoppable
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| If we just free our mind
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| (Suave, mari magno turbantibus aequora ventis)
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| (E terra magnum alterius spectare laborem;)
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| (Non quia vexari quemquanst iocunda voluptas,)
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| (Sed quibus ipse malis careas qui cernere suave est.)
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| Futile things and fake misleading thoughts
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| Waste our days and they make us weak
|
| And turn all that once was unbreakable
|
| To something so vulnerable
|
| We’re meant to be unstoppable
|
| If we just free our mind
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| All around there are mysterious to unveil
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| All around there is way much more to see
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| All around there are mysterious to unveil
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| All around there is way much more to see |