| Scorched are my wings, I cannot fly
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| Ambushed my heart, still I do not die
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| Counterfeit notes, that love always sings
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| Made me fall down, burned are my wings
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| In a limbo of lost embraces, faceless time offers no hand
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| Or lets me reach out to measure
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| Its voice of trailing sand
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| Who knows you might yet awake
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| When you hear the others
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| Speak to you my name
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| Oh, but will you know me now
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| And help me with my pain
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| Scorched are my wings, I cannot fly
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| Ambushed my heart, still I do not die
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| Counterfeit notes, that love always sings
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| Made me fall down, burned are my wings
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| Burned are my wings
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| Who knows I may have to wait an eternity apart
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| Silently bestowing moonlit songs to my aching heart
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| Scorched are my wings, I cannot fly
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| Ambushed my heart, still I do not die
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| Counterfeit notes, that love always sings
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| Made me fall down, broken are my wings
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| …broken are my wings |