My heart was the thief of a new feeling
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And the eye does not look far
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And the one who waited and didn't miss him
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When I was that day, I had no day
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By spending years wishing to choose what you thought, you didn't think it
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Wrong I'm wrong because I painted tomorrow in the eye of time
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Time, but I saw the right thing, they didn't kill a place
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Oh my absent dream that won't go away
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The present that is alive deceived me
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And I'm on a road, and I promise to meet you on it
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Oh my heart, it is enough. Why are you descending, bleeding dreams and wasting years?
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And who guarantees a lifetime that we will venture into?
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Oh my absent dream that won't go away
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The present that is alive deceived me
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And I walked on the road, and I promised to meet you on it
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Oh my heart, it is enough. Why are you descending, bleeding dreams and wasting years?
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And who guarantees a lifetime that we will venture into?
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Oh my heart, where are you? It's enough for you, Scott
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The joy of life is a labor that is missed, and we have not lived, and we have not lived
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Why can you be living as a prisoner?
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And in our life, the comings are many, but they are not, but they are not
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How do you glimpse a light or a line? The days are turning
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And a wall is built between her and me
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Oh my absent dream that won't go away
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The present that is alive deceived me
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I walk on a road, and I promise to meet you on it
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Oh my heart, it is enough. Why are you descending, bleeding dreams and wasting years?
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And who guarantees a lifetime that we will venture into?
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Oh my absent dream that won't go away
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The present that is alive deceived me
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And I'm on a road, and I promise to meet you on it
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Oh my heart, it is enough. Why are you descending, bleeding dreams and wasting years?
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And who guarantees a lifetime that we will venture into? |