| I miss the evenings the small talk that we had
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| I miss your presence the good things and the bad
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| I smell the morning air the colours of the dawn
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| Things that matter now when it’s out of reach
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| All the things I took for granted
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| I do now esteem
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| Every thing that I neglected
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| I wish to redeem
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| In this silence on nowhere island
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| I can see the life I had passing by
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| In the place of dying I’m weeping crying
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| Too late to be forgiven for my sins and lies
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| In this nowhere I’m looking back on life
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| What was my vision in life before I died — I know
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| That this place of emptiness a castody for souls
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| Will not bring me back no one hear my calls
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| All the things I took for granted
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| I don now esteem
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| Every thing that I neglected
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| I wish to redeem
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| In this silence on nowhere island
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| I can see the life I had passing by
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| In the place of dying I’m weeping crying
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| Too late to be forgiven for my sins and lies
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| My destination the cold eternity
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| I will forever roam through infinity
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| And I am doomed to silence in this astral skies
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| I want to be again I wish I were alive
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| All the things I took for granted
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| I do now esteem
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| Every thing that I neglected
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| I wish to redeem
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| In this silence on nowhere island
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| I can see the life I had passing by
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| In the place of dying I’m weeping crying
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| Too late to be forgiven for my sins and |