Drink deep, it's just a taste, and it might not come this way again,
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I believe in moments, transparent moment, moments in grace when you've got to stake your faith
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(but why do I confine, when all I want is release?)
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It moves outside you, it stays inside you,
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and its not something that I could prove,
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or could chose, to be moved.
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Yes its a promise, and its a threat,
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and its not something that I'll let you for get,
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not just yet, not just yet
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(but why do I chase when all I want is near?)
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If its not the rule then its always the case,
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good intentions get fractured, good intentions get replaced,
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so close to reach but so hard to hold,
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the only chance you get is past your control, it's so hard, it's so hard.
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Drink deep, its just a taste and it might not come this way again,
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time to surrender, sweet surrender of all things in time, all things one place, one place.
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Drink Deep
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| Rites Of Spring |
