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Alone
Alone Sleep comes like a drunken lover take the fruit from the tree more a circus than a sport Awake Can you see the picture in your time of day or do you fasten time away pacing the room like a tiger Your grip loses its fashion Sleep dwells in fear of a cruel world No dreams but a whistling breath in this dumbfounded malaise Let the<b> black </font></b>hair hang the small of her back Words between us bind us in an effort cut out of love I am sorry this day has end The knowledge of my freedom holds like a drug I turn my back on myself find you waiting like the sea Lonely no more |
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