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Silently watching the candles glow |
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Staring into the brightest flame |
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It burns like we used to do |
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Casting long, dark shadows twisted shapes dancing on the walls |
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As the wind blows cold my candle dies |
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Now everything disappears |
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Reaching out my hands but no-one is ever there |
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Screaming empty silence |
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For a moment |
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I thought we all were dead |
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But now the candle burns again |
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So many years wishing |
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I was yours |
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All the tears have bleed my heart dry beating out emptiness, cut and open wide |
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I feel nothing and of nothing do |
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I dream Lost in hopelessness |
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I never thought |
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I would forget |
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Closing myself to remember |
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Searching deep inside (a sparkle) |
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And the candle burns again |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again |
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Watching all these numb people with stiff faces carrying their dead children and never-lit candles |
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All these old men of |
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Power ensnared in a net of their own "wisdom" |
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Dry dust Spread from their |
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Dead lips |
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The undying flame trapped in lifeless shells |
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But all candles shall burn again! |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again |
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The signs of resurredtion |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again, |
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Burns again |
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BORN AGAIN! |
