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For my dreams I hold my life
For wishes I behold my night
The truth at the end of time
Losing faith makes a crime
...
Sorrow has a human heart
From my god it will depart
I'd sail before a thousand moons
Never finding where to go
Two hundred twenty-two days of light
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet's play
Until there's nothing left to say
For wishes I behold my night
The truth at the end of time
Losing faith makes a crime
...
Sorrow has a human heart
From my god it will depart
I'd sail before a thousand moons
Never finding where to go
Two hundred twenty-two days of light
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet's play
Until there's nothing left to say
Annons