| There is a place I know through misery and stone
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| Under Myriads, neglected and cold
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| Where sadness blossoms overgrow
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| There’s a shadow in the garden
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| Where we sit and wait alone
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| There is a grave beneath the shadows, somber with neglect
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| Now rises half regret
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| Where no prayer has been said
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| There’s a shadow in the garden
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| Where my love and I wait
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| Silent as the day we left it all behind my little
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| Diver, we’ll rise again
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| Diver, we’ll live again
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| Diver, in the cities were we were free where I’ve been for us
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| And the ruins of another time another world
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| Will greet us on the way, at the end of it all
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| There’s a shadow in the garden
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| Where my love and I wait
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| Silent as the day we left it all behind my little
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| Diver, we’ll rise again
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| Diver, we’ll live again
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| Diver, in the cities were we were free where I’ve been for us
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| Like a dream and darkness reaching out for you
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| Bone and dust enshrouded velvet me and you
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| To feel the sun against my back
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| You know I’d do it all again
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| You know I’d live it all again
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| You know I wouldn’t change a thing
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| To walk out of this place and live
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| You know I’d do it all again
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| You know I’d do it all again
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| You know I’d do it all again
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| You know I’d do it all again
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| I wouldn’t change a single thing
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| Just like a dream, we’d live again
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| We’d live again |