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w/clavichord
I'm woven in a fantasy, I can't believe the things I see
The path that I have chosen now, has led me to a wall,
And with each passing day, I feel little more like something dear was
lost
It rises ow before me, a dark and silen barier between
(refrão)
All I am, and all that I would ever want to be
It's just a travisty towering Knocking out the
light and blinding me, I want to see
(verse)
(Crescendo)
(verse)
(refrão)
There is no loss, ohhhh
(coda)
(molto crescendo)