Illusions encircle my mind
Pretty things, hopes run behind
Promising myself on sand sunken
I am back to square one
I know, I can not live without
Music in mossy air, but I thought
I need you to fulfil myself
To understand 'me' a little help
Lightening without a thunder in sky
Beyond the realms of death I fly
Losing you almost closer to heaven
I am back to square one
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