Texty: Kris Dane. Living For Tomorrow.

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We come from far
To leave everything behind
We travelled a long, long way
To leave this old burden behind
We?d better burn these books on a holy fire
Let these flames kill our own bare hands?
Differently worded though?
Quite differently worded though
We come from far
And in this state of mind
I am no more than a passenger
Who wishes not to look behind
In this silence all I hear are chilly overtones
All these books I have burned on this holy fire
These new-born desires are killing the past, boy?
Differently worded though
Quite differently worded though
Hush now take it easy
You sure had enough for one day?
We ought to be?