| Hold you till night fall into day
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| Sunlight frozen on the lake
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| Through the glass, sun on my face
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| Bright and cold like champagne
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| I was late like you was late, I wasn’t afraid
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| The ward start to wake, you sleep, dreaming of the other place
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| New snow, freshly driven
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| Not even one footprint, it was nothing at the beginning
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| Then the sun
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| But now you fall from the sun rhythms where the sun living
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| It’s where the sun barely visit
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| Kissing, Kingston’s empty prison
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| Thick limestone sit indifferent
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| A gloomy womb manumission
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| The sun newly risen like flood
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| The sun ruled we still got a couple minutes |