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Turning in heights of invisible air, in the distance |
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The birds fly high from their spire, |
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Down through the trees, |
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Riding the breeze as they fall. |
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Like weightless wanderers, keeping our hopes alive, |
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Only the will to survive, to survive, |
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To be here now. |
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There are no signs in the distance that lies in between us. |
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How can we know where to go? |
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Anyone's guess, |
| [02:06.545] |
Trust less and less what we know. |
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There is a city of unfathomed streets below, |
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Where it is best not to go, not to know, |
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Keep our distance. |
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| [04:03.971] |
Where are the signs in the distance that lies in between us? |
| [04:18.390] |
How can we know where to go? |
| [04:27.196] |
Anyone's guess, |
| [04:30.346] |
Trust less and less what we know. |
| [04:39.519] |
There is a city of unfathomed streets below, |
| [04:53.798] |
Where it is best not to go, not to know, |
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Keep the distance... |
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