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This flowing stream , my life.
A million moving parts...
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I am sitting on my window cell.
Hoping to catch those first rays...
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This fastmoving stream!
A billion moving parts...
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There is dust all over my thoughts!
Cobwebs too...
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In winter’s hush, in darkness deep
A shadow snatched away his light...
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Resting my head upon a pillow
My throat starts to tingle...
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You sold my soul
That was sick...
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Paul
Come to me now...
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Naheda, when your name falls soft upon the air,
A sudden stillness settles everywhere...
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I am sitting on my window cell.
Hoping to catch those first rays...
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This fastmoving stream!
A billion moving parts...
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The threads of fate playing my hand for me.
Foundation laid, guardrail...