[Music & Lyrics: Aydan]
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Long the shores of a silent stream
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I'm picking up pieces of my life
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Finding out I was living my own dream
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Beginning once again
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I searched for themes
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that I never knew before
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It's like roaming a forest in winter
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searching buds buried in snow
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I learnt new languages,
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new forms to proclaim
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All the will to be so sincere,
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not lying to myself again
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Roaming through forest's trees
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Creating a white snow trail on fallen
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leaves
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Oh Mother Moon
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Illuminate my return
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'cause the road I took is so obscure
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Sinking and drowning in a sea of fears
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Showing compassion to the moan
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Already happened in day long gone
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The silk dilemma is the key, it's still for me
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One by one the lights fade out
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The fright-night covers all with her cloak
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You cannot name the colour of the dark
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I fall into a dream
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From the lands lying at the end of World
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I am bringing this dress as a gift, it is
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made with the purest silk
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She smiled at me,
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she never wore the dress
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Touching the fabric was like holding
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nothing in your hand
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Roaming through forest's trees
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Creating a white snow trail on fallen
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leaves
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Oh Mother Moon
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Illuminate my return
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'cause the road I took is so obscure
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Sinking and drowning in a sea of fears
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Showing compassion to the moan
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Already happened in day long gone
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The silk dilemma is the key
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Hold my hand - 'till the sun set off
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I'm proud of what I've done
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At least the days I've spent are so totally
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unique
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The Silk Dilemma
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| Elvenking |
