| You think that there are seven ages
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| We play our role and all our life is like an act
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| Or do we have our own and special karma
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| Coming again never leave our track
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| How useful is this garden of Eden, the seven heavens
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| As they are far away
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| For all those needing good excuses
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| And so their life becomes a game to play
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| Just a short break after this long way
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| I think I’ll rest here for a while
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| Here, were the past meets the future
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| Look out, it’s noon, the eternal moment of return comes by
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| Moment, you are my faithfull companion
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| The only anchor in the circle of my life
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| As time goes by, slowly but surely
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| You never follow, you’re never out of sight
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| Is our being an illusion
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| All in the view of our minds?
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| Is that the only key to our experience
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| Our need and anguish the leader of our kind?
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| Just a short break after this long way
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| I think I’ll rest here for a while
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| Here, were the past meets the future
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| Look out, it’s noon, the eternal moment of return comes by |