another year grows cold and closer still to another year
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i take an image - a scent of us - and will it to become
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closed eyes send you back to me
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and you will never leave again
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a memory of our sex has stained me
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and to taste myself upon your willing lips
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it would release me
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with no regrets
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and no remorse
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the loss is imminent
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but the gain was great
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these things are mine for now and always¡¦.always
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and i would follow you anywhere
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and i would take you with me
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and i would follow you
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and i would take you
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another day grows tired and so returns me to this place
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lights extinguished - now all is still - i can feel you start to breath
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closed eyes send you back to me
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and you will never leave again
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the torture of this ritual is staining me
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but with fervor i reach out and draw you in
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with the hope that you may release me
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with no regrets
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and no remorse
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the loss is imminent
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but the gain was great
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these things are mine for now and always
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and i would follow you anywhere
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and i would take you with me
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and when the dreams come
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i would follow you anywhere
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when the dreams come
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i would take you with me
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don't you know
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that i would follow you¡¦
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anywhere
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Resurrection
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Autumn (Rock) |