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Dreams & Shadows
A drifting walk and streets with no end,
time had gone,
no turning back the clock no will to bend.
searched for so long
waiting for the light.
The sparkle so bright.
I am blinded.
I remember now the hills and the wood,
hunting each other becouse we could
becouse we will becouse we can
sword in hand.
You stood next to me from altar to grave,
alas for this life
you cannot save.
I am alone at the tree no hand in hand,
alone on the highest rock I stand.
A brief smile,
a weiry tear
after all this time you reappear.
Hold his hand tight now, never let go.
I fade away as pale as snow.
