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| Japan |
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| On a mountain high
[dig a hole again] Then I dream and fly away But without you On my knees and pray Torn apart again I can count the reasons But maybe the mind Deceives There's a show in here The things we can't express So come inside Is it time to start moving on? Time to believe? See the red rain here The things we can't express So give me my sword Oh it will be better when it's done My Eyes don't deceive Give me my sword I can hear your voice From the dark again Everything is underway But without you At the break of day Feeling whole again I've found lots of reasons Now here's one I can Believe in There's a show in here The sound of my distress A rising tide Well it might be better in the sun Time to believe See the red rain here The things we can't express So give me my sword Oh it will be better when it's done My eyes don't deceive There's a show in here The things we can't express So come inside Oh it's time to start moving on Time to believe Give me my sword |