[Bonus Track]
No more wishes for the past
No lingering of sages and seers
And desperations and fevers last,
The undertows are stronger here.
And here I lie, another morning arrives
Too far away from coming home
I see a face in the snow, inside my head a voice calls for me
I see your face in the snow and outside the sun's too far away to feel
And here I lie, another morning arrives,
Too far away from coming home.
And here I lie, another morning arrives,
Too far away from coming home
And could we live within the wake of aging lies
When we re too far away?
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