A shaft built of distrust
Getting rid of the infancy
What used to be the remedy
Where have I gone?
What still remains?
Pitfalls
I’ve been around for all these years
I hear the sound of distant bells
I’ve been around for all these years
I‘m on the ground yet again
I've been around...
What still remains?
Where have I gone?
The craft of living
The art of forgiving
The art of forgiving
Where have I gone?
What still remains?
Where have I gone?
What still remains?
The start of the new world
The fresh leaves uncurl
The shed has been torn down
My bed is no longer a safe zone
No longer a safe zone
And I’ve been around for all these years
And I hear the sound of distant bells
And I’ve been around for all these years
And I fell to the ground yet again
Daft notions of pitfalls A shaft built of distrust Getting rid of the infancy What used to be the remedy Where have I gone? What still remains? Pitfalls I’ve been around for all these years I hear the sound of distant bells I’ve been around for all these years I‘m on the ground yet again I've been around... What still remains? Where have I gone? The craft of living The art of forgiving The art of forgiving Where have I gone? What still remains? Where have I gone? What still remains? The start of the new world The fresh leaves uncurl The shed has been torn down My bed is no longer a safe zone No longer a safe zone And I’ve been around for all these years And I hear the sound of distant bells And I’ve been around for all these years And I fell to the ground yet again Explain Request ×
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