A long and winding road
Flickering stars that we behold
Make the time slowly flow
At night
There’s the might to go
Every step brings slender hope
To our lost wounded souls
At fight
Will we find our way
To get to the kingdom of flowers
Passing through menacing shadows
Playing so childish and bold
Looking for a day
Chasing the fears of ours
We gather remnants of power
Sacred is our goal
Walking in the rain
Is a mere substitute of pain
Drives us forward again
All time
There’s the might to live
As we fall to our knees
Bitter taste of our tears
Is to hide
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