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Текст: Poets of the Fall. Signs of Life. Lift.

Times when I just can't bring myself to say it loud
Afraid that what I'll say comes out somehow awry
That is when it seems we move in circles day to day
Twist the drama of the play to get us by

And it feels like fear, like I'll disappear
Gets so hard to steer, yet I go on
Do we need debate when it seems too late
Like I bleed but wait, like nothing's wrong?

You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly
Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine
You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly
Where all new wonders will appear

Take me high, make me fly in the blue sky
Take my fear, make it fly in this blue

Like the other day, I thought you won't be coming back
I came to realize my lackluster dreams
And among the schemes and all the tricks we try to play
Only dreams will hold their sway and defy

When it feels like fear like I'll disappear
Gets so hard to steer, yet I go on
So do we need debate when it seems too late
Like I bleed but wait, like nothing's wrong?

You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly
Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine
You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly
Where all new wonders will appear

You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly
Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine
You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly
Where all new wonders will appear

Take me high, make me fly in the blue sky
Take my fear, make it fly in this blue

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