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  • Lyrics by Anekdoten = 34
  • By Anekdoten, For Someone wayworn souls - we've been drifting through space for
  • By Anekdoten, the neon dawn has just begun, the day is here that
  • By Anekdoten, the storm has raged here for hours, the water's plunging
  • By Anekdoten, face my fears, my soul is absorbed into black dry my
  • By Anekdoten, my mind's falling down endless tunnels until i find myself in
  • By Anekdoten, i watch the clouds through my window, sail across the
  • By Anekdoten, sometimes it seems like the void is larger than life and
  • By Anekdoten, Watching the world through the eyes of a childLeaving the
  • By Anekdoten, watching the world through the eyes of a child leaving the
  • By Anekdoten, take the railroad to the ending of the rainbow through the
  • By Anekdoten, sparks flying through the room my head's on fire and there is
  • By Anekdoten, the chosen words were spoken the mystery's half-broken the seventh veil enfolds
  • By Anekdoten, sleep golden city behind bolts, bars and stone dream mighty city of the wind and
  • By Anekdoten, soon an angel's leaving they're ruled by laws of gravity soon this
  • By Anekdoten, how long the wait? clouds are hanging over me obscurity prevails wearing the
  • By Anekdoten, I've drunk my fill, sunk my will, bored myself with
  • By Anekdoten, Here - alone with my fearIf only I could leave
  • By Anekdoten, i wonder why i let time slip by unconcerned holding my
  • By Anekdoten, Amazed I looked up at the starsAnd I wondered how
  • By Anekdoten, blind morning i rise with the tide caught a glimpse of life
  • By Anekdoten, a storm will arise building up from the hearts of the moons of
  • By Anekdoten, Awaken - I am reborn - seeing -calling - roll
  • By Anekdoten, most of the stones remain unturned pretending may well be larger
  • By Anekdoten, so here i am once again still i can't help but wonder
  • By Anekdoten, hear me breathe from the other room so which of all the
  • By Anekdoten, i feed on fire so that i can keep the dark
  • By Anekdoten, the lights have all turned red on holloway road a pale vision
  • By Anekdoten, Purposeless man of clay Darkness: roll away A silent stream leads the
  • By Anekdoten, i wonder how we should fill the open space after lunch time
  • By Anekdoten, The storm has raged here for hours, the water's plunging in
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