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From the day my eyes first open |
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Voices inside started speaking |
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Lullabies like faded memories of an |
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Eden in eternal spring |
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Where at will colors reappear, where creation blooms in rejoice |
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Dodging away its mourning mantle |
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In horizon ablaze, the sun shone |
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On those mourning themselves, slowly given back their senses |
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Given courage to hold on longer and a goal to breathe for |
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Desert traveler in a mirage welcome |
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Feeling a presence, yearning for fairy hands |
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To steer the dormant soul back to life again |
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Remote heaven, like an island by all lines bypassed |
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At times seen drifting in the horizon to disappear [Solo: Pat] |
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A mere glimpse was enough to reopen the wound |
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The awakening comes |
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Sorrows held within all want out at once |
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All day sleepwalking, daydreaming over a memory |
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A star around which all thoughts revolve, |
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Worlds feeding on its light, |
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At times the dream comes to life, yet elusive remains |
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Stars fell from the skies, by this marvel overthrown |
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At last breathed life in; from mire, raised |
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Reailty comes soiling illusions |
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With its clouds the skies darken |
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Flogged by the wind, howling heavenward |
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To keep away storms marching in |
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Halt the march of time, so winter won't come again |
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Then the sleepwalking resumes, while the anima sleeps |
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Chews its way to the core, worming within the domain of dreams |
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Beckoning refuge, unti the worm wiggles in its sleep |
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In lust for this life again, this constant cycle of hopes and despairs [Solo: Mat, Pat, Mat & Pat] |