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in my dreams i still can see
the life that used to comfort me
but i know it fades away
in every minute day by day
now it seems i lost my way
searching a place where i could stay
i became a living lie
while lonely voices started to cry
and so i face the setting sun
our past can never be undone
paradise i tried to find
and nothing else i had in mind
with blind eyes i walked on by
the things i didn't even try
looking back i only see
failure, endless misery
that is why i hear at last
just lonely voices from the past
and so i face the setting sun
a cagebird trying to fly with broken wings
our past can never be undone
what lies beyond remains a mystery
to me
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