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You shine like the blinding sun |
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With the seas weeping on the shores |
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And the salt spray dashing |
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Against the windows |
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Your gaze lies distant... |
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Where have your thoughts gone off? |
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You shine like the blinding sun |
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With your sorrows hidden away |
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And a face without a heart gazes |
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Upon the portrait that reflects |
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Your sin and shame |
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Where have your thoughts gone off? |
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As a sinless and shameless face |
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Walks among the living unchanged |
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And yet your gaze lies distant |
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And you wish you had never lost your soul |
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To a portrait of sorrow |
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But where does a troubled mind go? |
