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Á¦¸ñ: The Final Hour
°¡¼ö: The Spirit That Guides Us


I don¡¯t care, if you don¡¯t try to pull me out.
I¡¯ve got no truck with this and that, so leave me out.
Spin the wheel and tell me what do you see.
¡®Cause I don¡¯t know what¡¯s happening inside of me.

All I can give you: a sad smile.
But I do remember you, at least for a while.

Your eyes upon me, never out of sight.
Your eyes upon me from the highest tower.
It¡¯s when you move me by the brightest light.
I crave your comeback in the final hour.

I don¡¯t know, if I lost my way. Just the track of time.
Bring me back so I can see if it¡¯s yours or mine.

All I can give you: a sad smile.
But I do remember you, at least for a while.

Your eyes upon me, never out of sight.
Your eyes upon me from the highest tower.
It¡¯s when you move me by the brightest light.
I crave your comeback in the final hour.

I just don¡¯t understand my own thoughts.
I crave the final hour.
I just don¡¯t understand my own thoughts.
I crave the final hour.

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The Final Hour
The Spirit That Guides Us



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