| Softly trespass beyond
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| The in-distinctive warmly glowing place of sacrifice
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| (That I have stood before all too many times)
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| But with never another face to bind into the depths of snow
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| Whispers of life on the wind softly dance
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| And call me onward
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| (Secrets I’d give anything to know)
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| And there is nothing past
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| But cold, white, infinite, towering giants
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| Sleepless and aware
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| Keeping on ever boundlessly
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| I must reach the top
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| If only to look down to where I’ve been before
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| I’d give anything to know
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| Silently and swiftly
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| Be surefooted and confident in the path you choose
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| All but one leads to unspeakable horror
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| One thousand tress seem to ensnare me
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| And keep me from that which i had set out to acquire
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| (I dream of soaring between the birds and the clouds)
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| And there is nothing past
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| But cold, white, infinite, towering giants
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| Sleepless and aware
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| Keeping on ever boundlessly
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| I must reach the top
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| If only to look down to where I’ve been before
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| And not even the end could keep us apart
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| (I dream of soaring between
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| The birds and the clouds)
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| I dream of soaring between
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| The birds and the clouds
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| You and I
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| Hand in hand wrapped in blue
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| Nothing could stop us
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| Nothing could keep you from me
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| Or keep me from you
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| I dream of soaring between
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| The birds and the clouds
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| You and I
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| Hand in hand wrapped in blue
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| Nothing could stop us
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| Nothing could keep you from me
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| Or keep me from you
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| I dream of soaring between
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| The birds and the clouds
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| You and I
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| Hand in hand wrapped in blue
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| Nothing could stop us
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| Nothing could keep you from me
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| Or keep me from you |