lunes, 20 de junio de 2011

It started out as a feeling, which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought. Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder; 'Til it was a battle cry
I'll come back when you call me. No need to say goodbye
Just because everything's changing, doesn't mean it's never been this way before
All you can do is try to know who your friends are as you head off to the war.
Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light. 
  You'll come back, when it's over. No need to say good bye
It's just a feeling and now one knows yet. But just because they can't feel it too
Let your memories grow stronger and stronger'Til they're before your eyes

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