The hard work of searching day and night

You're on the other side of the memory

And the only thing left for me is

Two next to each other

Wounds that are difficult to heal

One is love

One is love

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The hardest to measure in the world

It is the distance between the heart and the heart

In the back of the moment

Freeze the tears

Scoop up a string of pain

Later

Put love on the penalty

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But why bother

with a lamp that boils the oil of the heart

A lifetime of thinking

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