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Created on: November 24, 2008
Tunnel of Time
It's truly amazing, how time changes
Time will always take us; we are owned
Forever on, there's not a place you can hide
Everytime you hide from view, it'll find you
There is only one thing, in this life that can save you
The final beginning; you better be ready to go
The time you spend here, will flash before your scars in your eyes
Revisit the pain; can you feel the joy?
So can you live for another day?
To smile, to cry; to forget and remember
Oh will you lose your way through time?
The underwater tunnel will drown you someday.
Have you got what it takes to swim right to the end of forever
An eternity of paradises awaits your aching bones
The love of a fair lord, perhaps the affection of the lady of your fantasies,
Let your wishes run through; they'll take you to the end.
Be not afraid, but ready to push through; headstrong
Before you now, the climax, brace yourself
Let it explode, your wisdom passing you by
Have you got the courage, to fight the monster of your nightmares?
Dawn will break the sorrow of the darkness in these oppressed days so long and painful
So great reward waiting to chase away the depression
Worry not; your time will come
Let it teach you patience
Linger on the edge of all of your emotions
Take a look around; everywhere you should see the past
The invisible hand of time extends
Are you prepared, are you prepared to go home?
You can cry in the wake of the final beginning
But soon you will see; there's no time for tears
For the moment has come, for you to move on
Take to your wings, and fly away
Take to your wings, and silently fly away
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