These days are burning down
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Every death is an end in the race
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- no arrival
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These lives - just ripples
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In the stunning widths of space
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- slipping away
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This march will never end
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Every stop is a death deep within
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- deep within
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It is a WAR over years and years
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It is a WAR...
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Passion in every step
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Every month is a part of the circle
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- no arriving
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Counting your mirthfull days
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Every year is a march round the wheel
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- on and on
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And when there is nothing left to light these worlds
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I will be right at your side
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I will be there in time
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In time...
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Marching on...
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Travel - Arrival
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Together we will drown
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In the river of your transciency (You will see...)
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Pilgrimage
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| Evereve |
