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Jan 26, 2006 04:54

Someday you might find me
I’m caught underneath a landslide
Of memories and old thoughts
Hey can I wake you up?
And ask you why,
That you dream a dream that never dies

I don’t know who you are
I can’t see your face
But we both believe that
I’m gonna burn away like the sun
You and I, we live and die
The world may spin around
We don’t know why.

How many special people change?
How many lives are so strange?
We both believe that the burnt will get away from the sun
Maybe we’ll find out
Why the world spins
Maybe we’ll know who holds the stars up in the sky
Maybe we can find out what the wind says when she cries…
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