| The vision was a test of deprived physical strength
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| Dipped in the ocean to be born again
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| My soul was naked without a surface
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| Then fingers folded around me and gave me a shell
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| This ship on its travel carried meaningful thoughts
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| Traveled over me and left their minds
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| Then a shadow unbound me and stretched me with skin
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| And adorned my soul with the memories of them
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| Sailor, sailor burning bright
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| On the stormy sea at night
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| Golden heart and undying pride
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| Their heart lies buried in a bay of Norway
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| Bring back the memories bring me back in time
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| Bring back the colors and the scent of meadow lands
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| Bring back the memories bring me back in time
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| Bring back the colors and the scent of meadow lands
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| At dewy prime
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| Bring back the souls of the dead
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| At dewy prime — bring back the souls
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| At dewy prime
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| Bring back the souls of the dead
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| At dewy prime — bring back the souls
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| Bring me back in time to their homeland
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| Bring back their souls together with me
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| Bring back their souls to their homeland
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| Bring me back in time together forevermore…
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| In remembrance of this kind
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| That once came round our land
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| What immortal hand of time
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| Made a frame and locked the symmetry
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| Our eyes contemplated
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| A transmission to the soul
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| Spectacle of this universe
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| The night veils its sadness in bloom
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| And one day will come
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| Suppress all the dark thoughts
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| Spirits of our destructive time
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| Even into plains of ether
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| Bring back the memories bring me back in time
|
| Bring back the colors and the scent of meadow lands
|
| Bring back the memories bring me back in time
|
| Bring back the colors and the scent of meadow lands
|
| At dewy prime
|
| Bring back the souls of the dead
|
| At dewy prime — bring back the souls
|
| At dewy prime
|
| Bring back the souls of the dead
|
| At dewy prime — bring back the souls
|
| Bring me back in time to their homeland
|
| Bring back their souls together with me
|
| Bring back their souls to their homeland
|
| Bring me back in time together forevermore…
|
| The vision was a test of deprived physical strength
|
| Dipped in the ocean to be born again
|
| My soul was naked without a surface
|
| Then fingers folded around me and gave me a shell
|
| This ship on its travel carried meaningful thoughts
|
| Traveled over me and left their minds
|
| Then a shadow unbound me and stretched me with skin
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| And adorned my soul with the memories of them… |