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In the Twilight Part II

Mike 3rd
Lingua: Inglese



It is getting dark, silence in the air
Spirit sun, I feel cold and numb
Silent notes in the air, coming from the valley
In a stone, coming from a stone, another friend has gone

I’m alone, in your eyes alone
Laying on a stone, where have you gone?
The silence, a beautiful silence in my ears
Perfume of tiny flowers grown on tears

Their conscience is upon the stars
It’s nice to know it’s upon the stars
Far away, always, upon the stars
Dead man, you are beyond the stars


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