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Long ago I wanted to know |
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Why may dreams come come? |
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Are they the reflections of our own lives? |
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Strange blend of my imagination |
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And my confused thoughts |
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Through the valleys of knowledge |
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By the long ways of wisdom |
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In the middle of the void |
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Alone with your own silence |
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With your inner voice |
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Which is the power of mind? |
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Where's its force? |
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Can we have it? |
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What dark secrets does it hide? |
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Fantasy or reality? |
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Where is its force? |
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You will know it someday! |
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Is it worth to have lived |
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To find out after all |
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That the best hours |
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Are those which we slept'? |