t's time to start, time to get up now.
There's a waking sound that calls me out.
It is my time, I'm breathing.
Leaning on the shades of past.
I'm bleeding from inside
Holding back the emptiness.
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Fill me up right now, up and down.
Pull me out right now from the dark.
The pouring rain will sweep the dust.
Another day to heal the past.

Broken to pieces, I'm trying to gather, what is left.
I know there's a reason why we all remain alive.
I'm willing to find it.
Staring at the future's eyes
It's waving, breathing,
Colouring my passioned heart.
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One days those winters will fade for ever from my road.
I'm covering my wounded past
And here I go again,
So let me try again.
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