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came a moment you were in my arms somewhere drifted out the sea sailors whispered but we couldn't hear nothing more than you (and me) quiet waited in tomorrow's storm flowers bloomed amazing (grace) someone told me you had gone away beyond the memory of this place majesty with the beggar talked stood together in the sand spoke of times before (as brothers) we had not the sense to understand was not for fate the way we're meant to find would for this peace another come into this paradise of life (I know) where we shall be for love - as one the place we left it hasn't changed a bit but for the moments (we recall) gardens washed along upon the tide shores awake beneath the fall
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