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In which the darkness masks the mask. [Christine:] |
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I close my eyes and wonder: "Where is this man" |
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Who spoke so true with passion felt through centuries |
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When I was alone this voice washed my fears away |
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These sounds from the dark that vanish in the light of day. |
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What I feel and what |
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I see is not the same |
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Deep within your voice swings more than one world's pain [Eric:] |
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Look into my eyes - for they belonged to him |
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And if you listen well you can hear him sing through me. |
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In dreams |
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I hold you close my dreams are always near. |
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May worlds split us apart at night |
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I'll always hear |
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The sounds that turned in me the plea for death to harmony [Eric & Christine:] |
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I feel so alone my |
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God where have you been? |
