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The brown and orange sky holds its breath
As the sun retreats to the distant horizon,
And our hearts palpitate anxiously as we soon will lay supine,
And wait for sleep to overcome us
And from somewhere in our black,
Subconscious minds when we're asleep,
Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices,
Resonating, its screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence,
And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense
Tiny voices, echoes of our heritage,
Our long and sallow faces turn the other way,
Tiny voices, harbored deep within
As we outwardly deny that they have something to say,
And if we don't confront them they will never go away
The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade into a morning sky
Filled with poignant morose wonder,
Waking a bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil
Which we carry deep inside.
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Anastacia : One day in your life
I know
That's just the way it goes
And you ain't right for sure
You turned your back on love
For the last time
It won't take much longer now
Time makes me stronger well
And there's nothin' more to say
One day in your life
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Said love will remind you
How could you leave it all behind
One day in your life
Is gonna find you
With the tears you let me cry
And baby I'm stronger than before
I gotta lay it on the line
Baby one day in your life
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love
Did ya think I'd break down and cry
This thing we had
It meant the world to me
Guess I was blind
It won't take much longer now
See time makes me stronger well
And I know you'll be comin'
Round someday
One day ....
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