| The time we had birth in light
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| The time we had been brought into light
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| We slipped out of their hands and fell into the night
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| After all this time, still can't choke off the cries
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| And sail together this night boat lost in time
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| In slow motion resound
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| The missing matter discrepancy
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| Can't disperse the lightnings, echoes abysmal
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| Because the doorway is there tomorrow
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| Doesn't mean we're doing fine
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| To leave the stairs of the absolute means
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| We are no more the loony ones
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| The time we had birth in light
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| The time we'd been brought into light
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| It rejoins the final blaze disorder
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| With no sense of losing something
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| Today I meet you down at sundown time
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| Immersed in orange light we both revive
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| Delight of the Sun
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| Leaving us a caress, while
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| Fading down, it brings our pain with him away
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| But war, remember, where it resides
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| Tomorrow leaves the horror hiding, somehow hiding |