| Tell me, is everything unplanned?
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| It’s all so unexpected that I just can’t understand
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| We run so hard and always end up in the same place
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| «Glad that went so smoothly» well that never is the case
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| One day the darkest cloud is bright
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| Who will shake away the shadows of eternal night
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| It’s just the storm before the calm
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| Like the life held in your palm — it’s clay, one day
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| And you stand there, with ashes blowing past
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| Dipping into gilt-edged love that will be made at last
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| And the gold you spend and the hastening end
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| That you throw into the sea
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| Coming back a hundredfold, there’s no guarantee
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| We’ll walk and be like giants, we’ll all be honest men
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| I go back to my blindness so that I may see again
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| A woman standing on a hill is gazing out to sea
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| Dreaming of a new age waiting there for me
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| I call her from a distance and she smiles into the sun
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| And men and gods begin their dance, for their time has begun
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| And holy wars extended and battlefields of pain
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| Washed away, forgotten in the perfect rain
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| Princes, kings and humble things are well-worn and content
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| Messengers come everywhere, envoys have been sent
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| «Na na na na, na na na na na
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| A palm tree nodded at me last night he said
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| 'Hey you look so pale.' |
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