I walk in a line
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I see where I'm going
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I turn inside out
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The days that I've known
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I face to myself
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And give up the ghost
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I turn in my mind
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What time already knows
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In the Time Of The Assassins
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They say hallelujah
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It doesn't take a miracle to raise a
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Heart from the dead
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I sift through the ash
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I look for a sign
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I open the wound
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That keeps me in line
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The shoulder that turns
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The flame that goes out
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The chapter I close
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In the Time Of The Assassins
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They say hallelujah
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it doesn't take a miracle to raise a
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Heart from the dead
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And can something change
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But still feel the same
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Time Of The Assassins
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| Charlotte Gainsbourg |
