Things come wrapped up in time
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Like the past in a present
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Or the perfect line in a song
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They take their time
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And when they're gone
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They take their time with them
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And you can't have them back
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Because the time for them has gone
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And their time has gone with them
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The time for them has gone.
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There's an echo of them
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An echo of the time they were wrapped in
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Sweet or bitter in the memory
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But an echo is all, all I can reach now
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An echo of you
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An echo of you
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An echo of you in your time
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Still echoing
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Like a star in the sky
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Like a star in the sky above me
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And the story of it's life
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Told backwards down this rod of light
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But at it's beginning..
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Long extinct.
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Wrapped Up In Time
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| Marillion |
