In a land before time
Where the midnight sun
Is a fact life;
Where beauty lies in rarity
And ability;
Where life is cherished
And contemplated;
Where each cold breath
Is taken in with care --
Comfort --
Understanding...
Where the midnight sun
Is a fact life;
Where beauty lies in rarity
And ability;
Where life is cherished
And contemplated;
Where each cold breath
Is taken in with care --
Comfort --
Understanding...
And the righteous deceit of casual living --
We break apart our own paths and destiny.
In a land which begs for our determination.
We used to be free to roam and choose.
We used to own ourselves.
We used to be whole.
We break apart our own paths and destiny.
In a land which begs for our determination.
We used to be free to roam and choose.
We used to own ourselves.
We used to be whole.

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