| We’ve loved each other longer now than the falling trees
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| That stood up through revolution and grew out of our need
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| But we’re called to be much stronger now on days as bright as these
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| When nothing shades our eyes against this darkest mysteries
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| Time is a line we stumble and crawl
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| A perilous dream where both of us fall
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| Time is a shadow we venture upon
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| An ocean together we cross like a pond
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| On our way
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| Under the false ceiling of all we said and did
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| We stood away both hearts and hope like they were safe as
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| Thief may live among us, put tumbles every
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| But no wheels finding motion take shelter from the road
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| Time is a line we stumble and crawl
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| A perilous dream where both of us fall
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| Time is a lantern held out in the rain
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| A river that rose like a runaway train
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| On our way
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| Now our story wanders a long way from the page
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| We kiss behind the curtain that falls on every stage
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| Memories won’t be reconciled with promises past due
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| But still I promise everything and nothing but the truth
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| Time is a line we stumble and crawl
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| A perilous dream where both of us fall
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| Time is a mirror made deeper by light
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| With every good morning
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| Good morning
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| Good night |