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The fabric of death |
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The stitches of life |
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The color of words |
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Will blur in time |
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I walk on your path |
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But we will never ever meet |
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Yet again there's a connection sheet |
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That origins in our heat |
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Forever they talk |
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Never they change |
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So we built this temple |
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To embrace the time |
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The fabric of death |
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The stitches of life |
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The color of words |
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Will blur in time |
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Now you talk in my dreams |
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As I walk on these ancient streets |
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On this corner I look in your eyes |
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And the love I feel will bridge the times |
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Only love will bridge the time |
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Only love will bridge the time |
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Only love will bridge the time |
