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it’s so sad, now...
the colors of the rainbow are drowning to the water it’s so sad now... I lost with my tears all the words that you said to me Lost in my ears - all the words that you’re saying now guarded all my fears (God sold my tears) and anything can happen Not To Feel Now I lost my soul to a dream in the past, I loosed then the last, but it’s sad, sad, sad now that you tell me your last locked secret it’s so sad now now that you wonder what happened to us, babe We are going down ...I’m loosing my way We are going down ...What’s happening today Future comes anything can happen - Future comes anyway you’re looking down down down you’ll see yourself Up To the Limit, now you’re a little stranger Up To the silent skills of your soul Braking down down down this silent night fulled of empty stories ...silent night you’re thinking that your soul is very tall I’ve said to you all I did before so anything more could appear on the door it makes it so sad now ordinary matters sounds so crazy down so lazy down so tiny crowds are living ’in the dark it’s so sad now but I don’t want to talk to you about these things I don’t want to take you away from what you’ve told me it’s your home I don’t want to take your wings…- in your chains you look that great it’s just enough that you leave me now it’s so enough that I loose you now, but share with me a little moment - the sound of music in the rain going down...
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