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The time has frozen |
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all the moments are stolen |
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Everything seems so grey |
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and even silence is silent now |
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The black roses she gave me |
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I realised contradiction |
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The only one lying to me was me myself |
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No longer needed is for time to freeze |
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Those captured moments come back with the breeze |
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I am still alone and still I yearn forevermore |
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But I still feel the whispers from my heart |
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The yearning for something I lost so long ago |
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Didn't know what or where |
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Didn't know when or why |
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In silence we dwell from silence we come |
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From empty and fragile our answers derive |
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The black roses she gave me |
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I realised contradiction |
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The only one lying to me was me myself |
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No longer needed is for time to freeze |
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Those captured moments come back with the breeze |
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I am still alone and still I yearn forevermore |
