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We found our stepping stone
Over darkest hours
We left no trace at home
But saw our footprints ahead
It was our dream stone
Stardust would shine our way
There was a beautiful vision that night
All shades were bright
With hope to catch the sight
Of northern lights
And touch a cooling star
We watched the moonstones
Swim in brightest colours
Reached for horizons
To touch the line that separates earth from sky
Stardust would shine our way
With hope to catch that sight of the northern lights
With hope to catch the sight
Of the northern lights
And touch a cooling star
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I sit scared
your eyes blend into me
and then i take in the room
Dark and cold you are
atmosphere
I wonder who you are
where are you from?
And I watch
all that you are
I want to hide
how did I end up here alone?
I sit scared
i dart my eyes about
pretending I don't care
Time and place I embrace
the sanity
I'm wondering why am I still here?
I lose the race
your eyes meet mine
a fleeting glimpse
And I watch
all that you are
I want to hide
how did I end up here alone?
I've heard every word
you have ever said
every story told
And I watch all that you are
I want to hide
how did I end up here alone?
I've heard every word
you have ever said
every story told
I lose the race
your eyes meet mine
a fleeting glimpse
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As the late evening sun Slides her way through copper clouds Golden leaves from autumn Play over a dusty breeze I slide my way through the empty park Weary eyes
Your memory fades Like dust wake the shades The still night comes breaking in Dry raindrops on summer wind
As the late evening sun Shines her way through aging sky Closing in on autumn
As I watch the miracle Of seasons changing I saw the leaves die
Your memory fades Like dust wake the shades The still night comes breaking in Dry raindrops on summer wind
But I can still see you and I can still hear you You're spinning around in my head
I can still hear you and I can still see you
Tide is down I thought I heard the perfect note I thought I heard you call my name
Your memory fades Like dust wake the shades The still night comes breaking in Dry raindrops on summer wind
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Is replaced by a symphony of silence
Fading letters of comforting words
She never had time to say goodbye
When there were beautiful trees
She's been alone
She's been alone for some time, now
It's been a while
Quite a while
A miracle has befallen her land
Cacophony of wonderful sounds
Is replaced by silence
She had it all
What's left is there to fall
She had it all
What's left is there to call
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Before the morning wakes
Night's gone up in flames
Of the neon lights
A siren calls my way
Don't easily fade away
In between the height
Light travels through black winter skies
Unravels pieces of the mind
And slowly the heart opens
Before the morning wakes
Night's gone up in flames
In the northern lights
It's more than you can take
To carry all the way
I know you've tried
Light travels through black winter skies
Unravels pieces of the mind
And slowly the heart opens
I need, need I need
Your light
Light travels through black winter skies
Unravels pieces of the mind
And slowly the heart opens
I need, need I need
Your light
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It is 1 pm
School bell's ringing
My heart beats fast
I better get on running
She shouldn't be alone
I should have been at home
Your guns, your lies, your cigarettes, your war
She kept us save
Our hearts were filled with fear
Your prints left messy stains
But who was there to clear?
She shouldn't be alone
I should have been at home
My hope, my faith, your ignorance, your loss
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When did you loose your smile?
Were you walking all alone at night
searching endlessly for a way
to join the pieces of what you used to be?
Let me hold you for a moment
When did you loose your smile
Was it all too much to take at once
that suddenly you felt you had nothing left?
The coldest winter
can’t freeze your heart
one day you’ll see that even
the longest winter passes by
that through the years I’d still give it all
to hold you for a moment
When did your dream fade out?
Did it seem it wasn’t worth it at all?
Then I’ll try another million ways
to make you understand
The coldest winter can’t freeze your heart
one day you’ll see
that I’d give it all to hold you,
that even when all hope is gone
I’d still give it all
to hold you for a moment
One day you’ll see
those heavy clouds will soon make way
for brighter days
One day you’ll see
I’ve been here for you all along
and I will never let go of your hand
One day you’ll see
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How did we get here?
Where is the silence?
We need to breath in
How can you sleep
when war is all over?
We are walking on fire
We were sinking desire
I am leaving my past
You are changing at last
Why did we go there?
What were we thinking?
We need to breathe out
I need to break through
'Cause war is all over
Shiny hours seem far
Seem so far away
We are walking on fire
We were sinking desire
I am leaving my past
You are changing at last
We talked and talked but no one spoke
We laughed and laughed but no one smiled
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He has a taste of anger
And it's oh so sweet
He likes to make it linger
And he pulls in every single string
We get a warm welcome wrapped in frost
He'll give her every little thing
Sings the sweetest songs to me
She is his favourite little thing
You will be wandering through some beautiful moments
I hear the bluebells ringing
With touch of cooling winds
His sore throat's screaming out of his angry mind
These melodies of softest cream heal her skin
He says we will be healing
And it's oh so neat
I shall repaint the picture
And dye it into abstract art
I need a cloud to jump on, somewhere to dream
to pick my own sparkling sun
Tunes of velvet, breaking in
Into my heart on a constant run
He can provide a safe place when thoughts get heavy
He will be carrying them, oh all of them for you
He will be poisoning her still growing mind
These melodies of softest cream will heal her skin
I'll try to catch the sun beams
They'll be for you my girl
Let shades away, be shining
You are my brightest little pearl
You will be his princess, in his land
He'll give you every little thing
Scented cherries of finest brand
He'll do it all to make her cling
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