the dream flew down
down from heaven's patience
to hope with us for miracles
exorcise our strong beliefs
give motives to our murders
and steal with us our miracles
photo-sensitized,
we're in a daze of glory
and smiling bravely through our tears
in our gleaming eyes we feel now
from what we are distracted
and start to change our miracles
where are the suns
the violent storms we pray for
we all are out there
as we embrace our exile
we all are statues
and cannot turn to stone
we all are out there
our little islands we call home
we are the suns
the violent storms we pray for
we all are out there
as we embrace our exile
relieve our minds
carry on to save our angels
as we indulge our glowing pride
create our lives
direct us all again to paradise
and let us sleep in cooling winds
in our closing eyes we see now
from what we were rejected
and start to dream of miracles
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