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From a dream

Memories haunt us still as we fall asleep in our dream

Bounded beneath a dying sun we are longing home

Days turn to seconds, years are passing us by

Yet we try to breathe with lungs frozen of grief

Like the morningstar we ask ourself, why?

I want back to the past, to that last kiss we shared

Watching the stars on the sky make us understand

No one wishes to go on




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Publicerad 2010-04-18 15:01



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