| And so I’d stumble in the light
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| The night was always there
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| To end all repetition
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| Insane? |
| I bother with the blinds
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| Carry on and love will be here
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| I met this girl from my old town
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| But sadly she could see
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| I’m still a bunch of memories
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| And shit that I believe
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| And suddenly the rain
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| Is the only part you feel
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| And there’s the darkness of the dream
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| And there’s the darkness of the dream
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| But she was something of a flame
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| Just telling me to quiet
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| Excuses and the visions
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| Just let yourself out of your sight
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| Careless and some love will be here
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| And now you sleep and get some rest
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| From all the songs you make
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| They’re all a bunch of mirrors
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| And fuck it, I’m afraid
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| That suddenly the rain
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| Is the only part you feel
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| And there’s the darkness of the dream
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| And there’s the darkness of the dream
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| She said, «I ain’t got no time for no broken believers
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| And lie like the foolish one
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| It’s taking hours and days and I just want to hold you
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| An end of a wait begun»
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| I said I think of hours in everyone
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| The letting go is here and now
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| The beauty is in your arms
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| No mind is out to wander
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| Just let yourself out of your sight
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| Careless and some love will be there
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| And now there’s this dancer in the dream
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| Just rowing in the night
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| And I can’t believe how pretty
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| And I can’t believe the signs
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| When suddenly the rain
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| Is the only part you feel
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| And there’s a darkness of the dream
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| And there’s a darkness of the dream
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| A fear of heart and all of its turnings
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| And it’s never letting go
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| I’m sure I’ll sleep when all this goes under
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| But now, will I sleep alone?
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| It only starts with a river
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| But I know it’s only waiting for the golden ground
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| It’s wide and awake
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| But I’m showing up late
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| On the way there was something
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| That told me to stay
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| I feed on the sunlight
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| But sunlight just drives me away
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| In the loving game
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| The summer is deep
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| And the memories still
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| The garden is full
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| And I’m way over hills
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| I see there’s a line that I’m walking
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| And I’m just the same
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| It’s an endless game
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| In the darkness of the dream |