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Hello old lovers of mine, my little boy wishes of fortune's kisses
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Now dreams cast aside
In the fading light your crown of thorns becomes a halo of branching horns
And yet so beautiful
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I see you gently swaying in a sea of seesaws
Slumming in the shack Tony built last year
,
I know you'll be holding court with jackdaws
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Crying when nobody ever sees your tears
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When no-one sees your tears
What used to fly us from here to the stratosphere
, ?
What became of our passion
?
Is there no-one who cares
Hear the soft minor key of the one time me
Still the acrobat with my heart on my sleeve
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And it's so beautiful
I see you gently swaying in a sea of seesaws...
...
Out back where the gates are closed
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Like a pitiful skeleton pose
We held our first line of defence
Saw our likeness and it made no sense
Like toy soldiers in the muck and dirt
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Salvation in your every word
Lost in the fray of everyday
I see you gently swaying in a sea of seesaws...
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You're still fighting, I see, like a modern day Bruce Lee
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Standing proud in this parody
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Google / '' Poets of the Fall ''.
( - ... , , Dorifor, - . )
