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[00:39.50]Ashes and promises share a bond
[00:44.00]Through the winds of change
[00:47.70]Words are blown away
[00:52.00]When visions that should be
[00:56.00]Are tattooed in your mind
[00:58.00]The power to let go
[01:01.00]Is sometimes hard to find
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[01:01.30]The answer cannot be found
[01:19.30]In the writing of others
[01:21.50]Or the words of a trained mind
[01:27.00]In a precious world of memories
[01:31.00]We find ourselves confined
[01:35.00]
[01:44.00]Claws so razor sharp
[02:00.00]Ripping at the spirit
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[02:20.50]Chorus:
[02:21.00]Promises a potential to hurt
[02:24.00]Is anything real?
[02:28.00]When forever is to be until
[02:33.00]Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
[02:39.00]No escaping from those haunting
[02:42.00]empty words...
[02:45.00]
[03:32.00]Do you ever feel it?
[03:35.00]A craving that is so strong
[03:38.30]To by thought rewind in order to find
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[03:45.00]Expectations that shined through the doubt
[03:49.00]That soon would turn into the price
[03:54.30]Of what a word will be worth
[03:57.70]When tomorrow comes
[04:01.20]To be and we are left
[04:04.00]Standing on our own-
[04:06.00]And seeing what is real...
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[04:17.00]The answer cannot be found
[04:25.70]In the writing of others
[04:27.00]Or the words of a trained mind
[04:33.50]In a precious world of memories
[04:37.00]We find ourselves confined
[04:40.00]
[04:50.00]Claws so razor sharp
[05:06.00]Ripping at the spirit
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[05:26.00]Chorus