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Half of the night is evening, |
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then morning and night is gone |
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Finished doesn't mean done |
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Half of the way is a mirror |
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the rest is left where to hide |
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to be on the other side |
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Heros, old saints, gentle freaks, joy and pain |
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Weddings, leaders, laws and charismatic actors |
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You - somewhere in the middle of truth |
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You - just you in the middle |
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Half of the heart is asleep |
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and half is the loving heart |
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Do you have this living part? |
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Half of us still have faith |
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but many went too far |
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Come back wherever you are |
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Many things have happened |
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Some people live with closed eyes |
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and some are young when they die |
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No matter what you're doing |
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You wanna finish or you've just made a start |
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but do you have this living part |
