Gather the pieces, back into my grasp
Like grains of sand, they slip through my palms
Swaying within, I realize I’m nothing but a soul

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They turn away from the light of the day
Wearing a smile just to blend in with the gray
Lost in the crowd, that child is masking the pain

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This fading love goes wandering beyond the light  
That swaying hair still flickers at the edge of night 
When I close my eyes  
Lost in the echo of your aura, ever glowing

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You may be seeing a dream  
You may be watching a dream  
You may be reading a dream  
You may be living a dream

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Gather the pieces, back into my grasp  
Left incomplete, I abandon it all  
Wash away slowly the stain that I am

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They wave their flags, all the pitiful crowd  
Wearing their grief just to echo it loud  
Breaking apart, that child is the sane one

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What flows becomes a guide, a song of our mistakes  
Let even gentle lies be loved, though foolish they may be  
Still lost inside the night, a sleeping love remains

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You may be seeing a dream  
You may be watching a dream  
You may be reading a dream  
You may be living a dream

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All blood returns to Gaia once again
The wandering soul comes back together 
The scars once carved fade out of memory  
I return, remain in Gaia once again

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All blood will dry up over time
The wandering soul keeps circling around
Blurred-out eyes drift back to that day
We all return, remain in Gaia once again