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In a garden in a hand |
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Lies a key to shadowland |
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You're far from feeling strong |
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(The worst begins) |
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In the sediments of life |
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In the comfort of a knife |
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You hold your breath |
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And pray to god it won't take long |
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And you wonder where the rainbow ends |
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With its autumn setting sun |
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There's a way from it all |
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Though the chances are small |
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We'll come back again |
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Won't you think it over |
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Life is a pendulous fall |
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But maybe worth the pain |
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And soon enough we'll go |
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Where nobody can touch us |
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Like a mother you were aimed |
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And you gave her what she claimed |
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Just like a good old friend |
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In the abyss of the mind |
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You found all there is to find |
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But we all have broken hearts to mend |
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So you wonder where the rainbow ends |
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Where the world must have begun |
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There's a way from it all |
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Though the chances are small |
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We'll come back again |
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Won't you think it over |
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Life is a pendulous fall |
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But maybe worth the pain |
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And soon enough we'll go |
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Where nobody can touch us |
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There's a way from it all |
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Though the chances are small |
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We'll come back again |
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Won't you think it over |
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Life is a pendulous fall |
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But maybe worth the pain |
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And soon enough we'll go |
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Life is a pendulous fall |
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But maybe worth the pain |
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(So you wonder where the rainbow ends) |
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Where nobody can touch us |
