| Time Time Time |
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| So I draw my secrets — a flame so sweet |
| And I loose my breath — in those crystal eyes |
| How time flies — and how things turn |
| A change of winds — a stroke of wings |
| And a pain so grave — only gods can touch |
| How time dies — and how it hurts |
| So I draw my secrets — secrets so sweet |
| And I loose my faith — in those dimlit eyes |
| How time flies — and how it burns |
