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Days of Silence
Days of silence
hotel room
but the noise comes from inside
Sunny day
beautiful view
so many things on my mind
In the mirror
my reflection
I take a look, then turn around
Days of silence
sounds inside
what's to become of my life?
So much love
communication
on the verge of desperation
So much hope
but differences
are playing with our senses
Days of silence
think of me
when you go to sleep
Days of silence
it's the night
I look at the moon and cry ...
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