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Yesterday I saw the sun go down |
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And feast his rest |
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Without light I saw his touch the ground |
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And sleep at last |
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Together now we take this alone, |
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Never ever really leaving home |
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The speed we go amazes me, |
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Still slow the silent land |
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The distances we go to |
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Still spin circles in the end |
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Together now we take this alone, |
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Never ever really leaving home |
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It seems this hurt will never heal |
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Blessed and cursed the time we steal |
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Reason seems to hide deep inside of me |
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Questions never far behind, |
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Plague my mind |
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They say you hear, just don't reply |
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They grasp at straws and so do I |
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It seems this hurt will never heal |
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Blessed and cursed the time we steal |
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Reason seems to hide deep inside of me |
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Questions never far behind, |
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Plague my mind |
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The speed we go amazes me, |
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Still slow the silent land |
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The distances we go to |
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Still spin circles in the end |
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Together now we take this trip alone, |
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Never ever really leaving home |