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Cold and risen from the grave
Hidden years will tell no tales
Now you seek what only heart can see
Frozen in so many ways
Drifting through the light inside
A lucent image in the dark
Fickle and dismayed
Someone cast a shadow
Blurring all the pictures on the pages
Hide the pieces, I become the sun
Shining through, what became of you
Early morning, no time to lose
Chills my heart, and I come undone
Quiet timeless silhouette
Forgotten fragments of my dreams
Pleasure and disgust
Shining golden figure in the background
Hide the pieces, I become the sun
Shining through, what became of you
Early morning, no time to lose
Chills my heart, and I come undone