I want you to tell me lies
And run away with the truth.
I want you to tell me just good-byes.
So I want to recognize you or to lose.
My light is deemer than yor one,
My words are shorter than your words,
Because the deed I have begun
Is stupid and easily rocks.
You are searching for me and surprising
At the distance between us,
Always searching for me, the Horizone
Serves me as the Invisible Brass.
Your life-line is going to the mountains,
My life-line is going down to you.
You'll never die in the hearts of surroundings,
I'll never die in the soul of dew.
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