Strike a key, touch our souls
Let the ghosts play their out hearts on those hollow chords.
Paint the sky in a grey pink hew.
Let them toil with your senses until you're numb, lost and blue.
May the shadows emmerge from our joyful past
Let them show us how its done once more: lets Dance!
Let the ghosts play their out hearts on those hollow chords.
Paint the sky in a grey pink hew.
Let them toil with your senses until you're numb, lost and blue.
May the shadows emmerge from our joyful past
Let them show us how its done once more: lets Dance!
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