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You've got to make the rain and the tide. Tell me.
The way you're riding is so by my side. Tell me.
You love to show me. You tie me again. The way you erase.
Lost and rolling controling the scene. We're all a game.
Unconfortable innocents in the rushes, in lies, I realize.
We're broken fellows, stepping in shadows. Tell me.
Over the dry mounts, over the rain's eyes,
Looking for sunrise... Yes always we're trying.
Last talk. What am I searching for?
Lost walk. Cannot close the door.
One thousand nights without a single sigh.
Strange inner rites asking for a flight.
There's someone I'm feeling inside
's coming the roll in, inside the rolling.
Over the sea, the crazy silence of the skies,
The altitude makes me blind.
Last talk. No question anymore.
Lost walk. Cannot close the door.
Tirez, tirez sur la misère au fond de moi. Tell me.