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Take this kiss
Upon your hand
And let's party together
And dance with the dead

All my days have been a dream
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night or in a day
In a vision that came from heaven

Take this kiss
Upon your hand
And let's party together
And dance with the dead

All my days have been a dream
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night or in a day,
In a vision that came from hell


Oh God, can I not grasp
All that we see or seem
Oh God, can I not grasp
Is but a dream within a dream


I stand amid the roar
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
Through my fingers to the deep

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