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You found no reason to abandon the monastic life I found a lover who will always elevate my mind when she speaks of space and time When she speaks of space and time she is always at the nick of time You found me lying in the grove where the serpents like I asked if I could make it with the one with the angel eyes when she speaks she tells no lie and she's always at the nick of time space time space, time, space, time.. realize I am the sculptor the one who brings the bodies to life I have searched for a victim for a hundred thousand miles and I'll carve her in the stone of lime to the rhythm of space and time space time space, time, space, time, space, time.... we'll be cast in the river where the starlight shivers From Letras Mania