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Quiet almost quiet |
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Like a summer rain at dawn |
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Silent ever silent |
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Are we waiting for the storm |
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Through the dark night |
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Did our hearts fight |
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In the battlefield of lost love |
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Waiting, still we're waiting |
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For each other to give in |
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I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake |
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Quiet almost soundless |
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Like a thousand words unsaid |
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Searching never finding |
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But a winding road ahead |
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We are travelers in a wasteland |
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Carrying heavy bags of broken vows |
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Waiting, anticipating |
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Both of us to come back home |
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Both of us to come back home |
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Both of us to come back home |
