People say I don't listen for a long time
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After all, each of them is right, and each knows what is best,
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But my ship is already far from their land
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It's time to understand, it's not snow, but ash is circling in the sky
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People often judge with their eyes closed
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People often judge without knowing anything
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People throw stones, love trying to hurt
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Foolishly swapping dreams and what they have become
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Leaving something where no one can get it (even memory)
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They told me - this is how steel is tempered
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In anticipation of something, as if the world is frozen
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I would knock down cigarette-length ashes if I smoked
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'Cause one day we'll all be ashes
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And we will be blown across the earth by the wind
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I will never know where you are
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We will become the wind, we will become the sky
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On the ground, knocking ashes as long as a cigarette
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Releasing smoke into the wind in wanderings around the world
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I'm trying to find my place
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I only hear a quiet voice inside, “Wait…”
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On the ground, knocking ashes as long as a cigarette
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Releasing smoke into the wind in wanderings around the world
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I'm trying to find my place
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I only hear a quiet voice inside, “Wait…”
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Ashes fall like snow, I look after you
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You're leaving forever, and I'd rather be blind
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Another sleepless night, another endless day
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Another knock on your door...
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Forgiveness is not in your words
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Your eyes saw in me what I did not become
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Bodies will be dragged by the wind, but souls will return to the temple
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And our hearts beat to the beat
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Do you remember like yesterday
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Our evenings flew by and the ashes burned into the clouds
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The smell of roses and the sound of groans flew out of the windows
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I'm waiting for you, and you will appear at home again
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'Cause one day we'll all be ashes
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And we will be blown across the earth by the wind
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I will never know where you are
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We will become the wind, we will become the sky
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On the ground, knocking ashes as long as a cigarette
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Releasing smoke into the wind in wanderings around the world
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I'm trying to find my place
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I only hear a quiet voice inside, “Wait…”
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On the ground, knocking ashes as long as a cigarette
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Releasing smoke into the wind in wanderings around the world
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I'm trying to find my place
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I only hear a quiet voice inside, “Wait…”
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All that was before us, and what will remain after
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You can’t hug with your hands, and don’t count these miles
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And if your years are multiplied by the distance
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Somewhere they will remember you as the past
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Slowly I smoke, exposing the ashes,
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But it's true, time bared in the same way
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And you don't often think about it
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There is only one final, and it doesn't matter what you believed
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And I'm happy in my own way, how can a person be
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Not a minion of fate, but also not seen troubles
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And I'm sad as people are sad
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Missing a chance, knowing that there will be no second
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Friends come to me, bring good news
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I am glad for them, I love when we are together,
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But either there is no news, or I want to be alone
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Warm south wind will dispel light smoke
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On the ground, knocking ashes as long as a cigarette
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Releasing smoke into the wind in wanderings around the world
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I'm trying to find my place
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I only hear a quiet voice inside, “Wait…”
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On the ground, knocking ashes as long as a cigarette
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Releasing smoke into the wind in wanderings around the world
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I'm trying to find my place
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I only hear a quiet voice inside, “Wait…” |