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Pardon to my manners and to my excuses
Feels like centuries
It’s got me waiting for a generation to come
Yet I’m in a box
Willing to find the road
To the village
Trying to figure out the meaning of this solo ride
Met two best friends along the way
They called themselves alone and honesty
You don’t know how it’s like
But
Now everyone wants to taste the grape
To go ahead with the line
To join to the life
Where all of you were When
I’m in heaven searching for lights
Now everyone wants to know what it’s like
How can I say?
When we stop by the fear and shame
Ain’t we seeing ?
Seeing the right path or plan
Blind by the fear and shame
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