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| Break of Day I left my soul to dry In this life's softest heat I picked up my shadow And brought it to my feet So certain of another life I'd never been before My thoughts started to mingle And oh, my soul was getting sour I lifted my head As the water straightened my steps Salty sunlight fell freely Down upon my head I missed another day in life By travelling too far I'd never seen their true faces I wonder where they are... |