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Oceans shape the sides Touching down in the spaces Soaking from a warm goodbye An early rise offers kindly Tonight I sleep to dream Of a place that's calling me It is always just a dream Still I cannot forget what I have seen The crowd's hard to believe At their faces I'm looking But your feet I'm following In soft steps on a path the way you lead I don't want to lose myself It's a whisper It's a funny thing We fold like icicles on paper shelves It's a pity to appear this way You're flying when your foreign eyes Trace the heights of the city Steaming With rocks and clouds we breathe Violent skies Letras de cancionesA shock to my own body Speech is wild Alive sacred and sounding Wild From across and beyond, oh far beyond I don't want to lose myself It's a whisper It's a funny thing We fold like icicles on paper shelves It's a pity to appear this way Hold, hold, hold on I swear I saw it somewhere Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow Hold, hold, hold on I swear I saw it somewhere Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow I don't want to lose myself Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that's calling me It's a whisper It is always just a dream It's a funny thing Still I cannot forget what I have seen We fold like icicles on paper shelves With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body It's a pity Alive sacred and sounding To appear this way From across and beyond, oh far beyond From Letras Mania