| You awoke in a burning paperhouse
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| From the infinite fields
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| Of dreamless sleep
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| You return to Tiananmen
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| An eyewitness in a shroud
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| To see them fall, feel them yield
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| Relieving the terror of the crowd
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| Hold the whirlwind, don’t let it blow
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| Just for a moment, I seemed to know
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| Hold the whirlwind, don’t let it blow
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| I seemed to know the ghost in you
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| The whisper of your scream
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| Sighed through the air
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| And faith — the flag is torn and frayed
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| Inferno heat, glory in flame
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| Love was beaten and betrayed
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| In every step I hear your sobbing
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| Dare I break the shade with one caress?
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| Dare I trespass to lift the veil
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| To touch the lips so soft and frail?
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| Hold the whirlwind, don’t let it blow
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| I seemed to know the ghost in you
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| Your captive heart, the belief you share
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| With a kiss eternal, the spirits of the square
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| Hold the whirlwind, don’t let it blow
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| Hope remains with the ghost in you
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| Hold the whirlwind, don’t let it blow
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| I seemed to know the ghost in you
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| Don’t let it blow
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| The ghost in you
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| The ghost in you |