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So many moons, so many stars have passed, shining and shooting through. A trail of everything I thought I knew, flaming out along the way with you. Standing under the winter moon, I sometimes see you in it's light. Memories take me back in time, to the innocence of when you were mine. At night the Earth has just one moon, where I see you shining through. So every night I dream I'm on Saturn, so I have sixty moons of you. I used to dream and think about, finding our way back to us. But trying to overcome our pride, made it all so useless. I know I'll never see you again, unless it's on the other side. I'm left only with the night vision of you, So I let my dreams take me for the ride. Standing under the winter moon, I sometimes see you in it's light. Memories take me back in time, to the innocence of when you were mine. At night the Earth has just one moon, where I see you shining through. So every night I dream I'm on Saturn, so I have sixty moons of you.
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