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Softly into your broken veins |
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Softly into these broken dreams |
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Will you ever come home? |
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Will you ever be found? |
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Standing on shattered windowpane |
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Softly i whisper your name |
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Concealed in bedclothes of frosting cold |
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Softly the snowflakes start to fall |
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Fleecing the velvet skin |
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Suspended in frozen time |
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Icicles slowly drip outside |
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To the rhythm of your wounds here inside |
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I entered your dream, i entered your scheme |
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Softly to swim inside your veins |
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Softly in rippling cellophane |
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To float and glide in time |
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To the rushing in your brain |
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I wanted your lips, yes i wanted your kiss |
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So softly the moment had flown |
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My body outside yours |
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Softly collects the falling snow |
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And disappears far away |
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So softly |