| In our cold innocence
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| Summon the wisdom we caught in a sigh
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| And the signs lead the way
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| Where the great distance turns wrong into right
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| And if you’re watched by those who’re waiting above
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| For faults just to justify
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| Buried deeper in time
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| Within the colours of intimate nights
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| Would you dance to horizons
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| Where I cover you warm through the gathering storm
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| When we cannot defy them
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| We follow the road of aspiration — to a place called
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| Unknown
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| If you grow desperate
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| Because of the knowledge that’s whispered by time
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| Catch these thoughts that I send
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| And cherish the flight from darkness to light |