I remember a happy moment,
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With the paint covered clouds above.
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You were there,
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Just as meaningless as me and you.
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We are basic in disguise
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We are stuck in these moments of time
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Will we let go
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And let the past pass us goodbye again?
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Our lives are fearful from sin
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Fooled in believing that there is wrong
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But what is wrong,
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And what is rightfully our sins?
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Words are meaningless and trite
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Parallel to our attractiveless lives...
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-we are little fragments,
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Tiny fragments, just floating in the air...
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We are simple, simple creatures
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I remember my most zen moment,
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It was when you found me dead.
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Next to you i laid.
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Basic Tiny Fragments
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