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Cold attacks me as the liquid is in touch |
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Muffled sounds from somewhere |
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Like unborn through the amniotic fluid |
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Getting upset to reach my air |
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In this condition I try to understand |
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What has happened after that step |
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I was hearing my name |
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Rebounding through the walls |
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Expanding in the veins |
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It rushes with me, with my thoughts |
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Descends into the well |
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Reaching my own blue lake |
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I see the unreal pipes of feelings |
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They look at me and flow |
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To take a wish into below |
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Are you a whispering soul |
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Or a thoughtless neurone |
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Tell me your name and I'll bring you my lord |
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Into the halls of your vice |
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You've been too blind 'till now |
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Open your eyes |
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Take off your shroud |
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Yes I feel open minded |
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I outline coloured thoughts |
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Your spirit is somewhere here |
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In your pulsing deep blue lake |
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The upper light seems to come from inside |
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Liquid tension pulls me into the air |
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Like unborn through the amniotic fluid |
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I'd remain in its womb |
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The light calls me to his reign |
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I'm born again |
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How hard is this night to see |
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My life breaking to free |
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A new light from tomorrow |
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Beneath the past a sun is shining pale |
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With my hands I raise it into the air |
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Found the dust in my eyes |
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Submerge in a water now warm |
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Merged into the first reflection |
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Close upon me |
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This night lulled by waves |
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Light breath of a liquid called life |
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Quencing my thirst |
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I still dream |
