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Walking in the darkness in a daze and then the rain starts falling on my head like a memmory
As I try to find my dreams I count the falling tears seams like a thousand years since I've been lost.
Out of the back you falls back into time
As you were rising I was falling
As I try to find my dreams I count the falling tears seams like a thousand years since I've been lost.
Out of the back you falls back into time
As you were rising I was falling