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We met that night, when the sea ran high.
And I craved for more of that nearlove experience.
Those who the music hath then joined together, are now put asunder...

Remember me, when I lit the fire.
To keep us warm.
On a cold winter morning, now I pass through the moment.
Can I still recognize a beautiful melody..

I play a note, but hear no sound. Have I lost my love or the wings I found.
When I was young....
....and eager to please anyone who had time..

Needed to sing, the very notes I heard
Had to stay in the shadows and seek for the loneliness
Nevertheless, the price was higher than I had realized
I was to live alone, ready to make the sacrifice
Was I in love with you....

My old heart, little harder again. Ones the light goes out, everything ends
It is time.... ready to cause a scene, ready to make the sacrifice
ready to play the note, ready to end the final show
the only thing I know.

The pain is here. To stay I fear, in my eyes, I can change one note and make you cry
in this state of mind, silence is a crime.

How can life be so feigned and cold, I've answered the call of every melody,
lovingly.
Did I find the answers to all my questions.

Or a gravenimage of me....

If I fóund the hidden fountain, drank the wisdom from it's deep
would I have the time to save me, would I have them both to keep?