I, won't walk away, paces
To another world or sun
Here, I won the war chasing
You, half of the way back through tome
Time I'll waste
In years
How I wait
For a sign
Don't knock on the way they go to war
You'll never play the fantasy again
I, I will not waste conquest
To another wounded tear
I wanna feel
Fly home
Can't hear well
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