Porque las palabras se las lleva el viento.
Y los besos se los lleva el tiempo
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~ Somewhere between waking and sleeping
Without blindness, there is no sight
You'd see further if you'd only close your eyes
In unconsciousness, I can find peace
Inside prison walls, I can find release
There is a place that I have seen
Somewhere between waking and sleeping
Down at the water's edge
Somebody waits for me
Is it to late for me?
It's never too late he says
(Without blindness (Without blindness))
(There is no sight (There is failure))
(You'd see further (People gather))
(If you'd (By the river))
(Close your eyes (They were talking))
(About the failure)
There is a place that I have seen
Somewhere between waking and sleeping
Leaning over the side
Trailing my fingertips
Feeling the water slip
Into the quiet night
Viewed from the wrong end of a telescope
I see myself, so far below
Still and silent, rest in peace
A thread unravels a merciful release
There is a place that I have seen
Somewhere between waking and sleeping
Now I can almost see
Figures upon the shore
He's gathering in the oars
Where are you taking me
You'd see further if you'd only close your eyes
In unconsciousness, I can find peace
Inside prison walls, I can find release
There is a place that I have seen
Somewhere between waking and sleeping
Down at the water's edge
Somebody waits for me
Is it to late for me?
It's never too late he says
(Without blindness (Without blindness))
(There is no sight (There is failure))
(You'd see further (People gather))
(If you'd (By the river))
(Close your eyes (They were talking))
(About the failure)
There is a place that I have seen
Somewhere between waking and sleeping
Leaning over the side
Trailing my fingertips
Feeling the water slip
Into the quiet night
Viewed from the wrong end of a telescope
I see myself, so far below
Still and silent, rest in peace
A thread unravels a merciful release
There is a place that I have seen
Somewhere between waking and sleeping
Now I can almost see
Figures upon the shore
He's gathering in the oars
Where are you taking me
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