As all the days were still beginning
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And all the lights were there to light
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And as the time marked hundred waves/ways
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I never cared where I might go.
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My steps ploughed through this early wheat
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The hands could grab what lies could meet
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What eyes so swollen by the light that
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Burned bright into the dawn... of the night.
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The springbreak's wells sprang out of sight
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A summerday's love outlived the lies
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The autumleave fell upon thee
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Who's lost - so deep within my stream.
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Now as these hurting dreams of summer
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Turned on to autumns in-so-different sights
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I stroll along this all-tamed river
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The only one close by my side.
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The distant flower's shaking heads
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And not a beauty that could match
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A dream - a lie - a hope - MY dreams
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I'll stick to you my soothing stream.
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Springbreak's wells sprang out of sight
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A summerday's love outlived the lies
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Autumleaves fell upon thee
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Who's lost - so deep within my stream.
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And as I walk my hand starts shaking - For all this time - and all these days
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And as I talk my song is braking - So many lies upon my ways.
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Into the waves I came to see. - My world is water!
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Welcome me home eternaly!
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We.ll.sea
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Dreams Of Sanity |