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By Novembre, The water's flowing down the river of the memories of
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By Novembre, Slowly gliding down through the bottle that seems to have
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By Novembre, Just ride those notes and all that sand again
You'll find
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By Novembre, We, in this blowing of time
We lose our dreams as
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By Novembre, Lights beyond everfalling drops
From a timeless rail leaves a train
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By Novembre, There in those tears where I had to leave you
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By Novembre, Hey you creature who came from the night
Why do I
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By Novembre, I saw your daydream shattering to countless flakes of falling
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By Novembre, I drown in the sound
In a sterile atmosphere
Down below the
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By Novembre, [Instrumental]
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By Novembre, (A breathing machinery), injecting liquid madness
(into my veins)
In a torturing
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By Novembre, Steal a diamond and pierce my heart
with its point
And take
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By Novembre, Now that the leaves are descending down
I'm piercing the heart
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By Novembre, No longer I stand this sea of light
No longer I
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By Novembre, And I leave your world
As a little alien, broken hearted
Night
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By Novembre, And the Winter did the things
I wanted to be done
No
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By Novembre, Once she told me about a dogWhich abandoned by its
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By Novembre, Let me hateAs black prevailsAs blood invadesAs love congealsLet me
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By Novembre, Caught in the whirls of timeCold winds bring me to
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By Novembre, Here is itIt brings the nothingness of tomorrowHere is itIt
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By Novembre, Life blows cold at my face nowAnd I see it
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By Novembre, Bitterness blows in the heartLike chilly draughts in the hallOf
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By Novembre, SpeechlessUnrealDrowning in an abyssal silenceSlowly moving through this immensityI fly,
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By Novembre, Running by the shiny shipwayWhich flows thoughtlesslyDown the marine mirrorOf
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By Novembre, Incomprehensible like lifeUnexplainable like infinityMy Lord, my GodAn abstract entity
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By Novembre, Naïve blind eyesChildish white eyesThe goodChild of the evilThe mother
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By Novembre, And now that the cold has returnedWhere is my windowFrom
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By Novembre, Everyone stands aloneAt the planet's coreWounded by a sunbeamAnd it's
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By Novembre, E' come impazzire in un mare doratoAnguish at the everlasting
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By Novembre, Uncomfort within the improper feelings of this song
I'd rather grey
