Her chamber waits through timeless days
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For her lost warmth and her voice
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And the haunting way she moves against the wind
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In such silence
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Set blue skies aflame
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For in the dark I hear her name
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Forge the steel of fragile hope
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Let the tapers burn throughout this night
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And so the blue dawn sets
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Strewn with white clouds in the sky
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And our eyes meet through the haze
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Of distant years and fallow dreams (are we to...)
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Set blue skies aflame
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For in the dark I hear her name
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Forge the steel of fragile hope
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Let the tapers burn throughout this night
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When you hear the ghostly winds calling soft, just close your eyes.
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When you hear the thunder roll through the past, just hold me near.
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When you hear the ghostly winds calling soft, just close your eyes.
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When you hear the thunder roll through the past, just hold me near.
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Winter
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| Bella Morte |
