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It is the face that is the mirror |
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It is the eyes to look within |
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And the door remains open |
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A passing dream calls you in, calls you in |
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It is the mind that knows no distance |
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And yet how far no one can say |
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While the hand is helplessly waiting |
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With each breath a life begins, a life begins |
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Ooh, don't they see, it's just like sleeping |
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Please don't wonder oh how they know |
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While you dream, a child is weeping |
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And each tear's a soul for earth below, for earth below |
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For earth below, for earth below |
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For earth below, for earth below |
