Oh let the shadows fall And govern you no more Your thoughts from now begin at this door I know the stairs descend Voices will not be warm I am your distant call
Some words cannot be bound No anchor can be found This language used Will be too confuse And when they shake your hand Their ground will break away I'm not made of clay
I know the stair descend And the hour dies away Your fine reflection there You will not lose your way
Oh let the shadows fade I know those second thoughts My time is held on pause
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