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Step by step the greyness creeps along the roads that lead to me |
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I am sipping cups of bitter tea cold are the winds that come to me from a land without no tree |
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As we watch our neighbor's face careful nurses come to mind peaceful motions of an old nun's arm try to choke a lonely star storyteller's gone too far |
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Pure ice melts in trembling hands can't get back the prepaid rent now and then we all can not decide |
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I can see |
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I can see |
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I can see the silence in you eyes |
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Memories come and disappear |
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I hear songs of love my dear who is flying over us tonight tries to hush us into sleep into silence falling deep |
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Fires burn but then they slowly die |
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In our room in our room where |
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I can see the silence in you eyes |
