I don't know how long have you been playing in my hair
Just like a warm summer wind
Maybe that's because you can't find your way back home
I don't know where you're going and I cannot foresee your paths
Or if time's your friend, your enemy
If you've confessed before leaving the crucifix
If you and I have sipped the water of the same spring
The world you've left behind -a crashed illusion
For the common sense of an eviscerated torture
Just like a warm summer wind
Maybe that's because you can't find your way back home
I don't know where you're going and I cannot foresee your paths
Or if time's your friend, your enemy
If you've confessed before leaving the crucifix
If you and I have sipped the water of the same spring
The world you've left behind -a crashed illusion
For the common sense of an eviscerated torture
There's no one here now
So I can imagine God
Resembling a common shadow
So I can imagine God
Resembling a common shadow
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