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Lose The Reason
03:28
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What will we do come tomorrow?
It will happen anyway
Still some time that we could borrow
Not enough to last a day
So this fire is growing dimmer
So this flame is growing small
Sift the ashes find a glimmer
Nothing glowing here at all
How did we lose the reason
Where has it gone?
What happened to the season in the sun?
How did we lose the reason
Where has it gone?
What happened to the season?
In the sun
In the sun
In the sun
What will we do come tomorrow?
It will happen anyway
No more hopes or dreams to follow
Nothing left just walk away
So this fire is growing dimmer
So this flame is growing small
Sift the ashes find a glimmer
Nothing glowing here at all
How did we lose the reason
Where has it gone?
What happened to the season in the sun?
How did we lose the reason
Where has it gone?
What happened to the season
In the sun
In the sun
In the sun
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2. |
Always Coming Back
02:52
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Thought that I was free but it ain't so
Whatever this is it won't let me go
And I guess you were always coming back
Am I tied forever to your track?
All of these years I've been spun round and locked in your game
Different face - will I know you by some other name?
Said that I would not fall again
Cuz I'm so much wiser than back then
But I guess you were always coming back
Will I fall once more into your trap?
All of these years I've been spun round and locked in your game
Different face - will I know you by some other name?
Thought that I was free but it ain't so
Whatever this is it won't let me go
And I guess you were always coming back
Am I tied forever to your track?
Guess you were always coming back
Will I fall once more in to your trap?
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