On some days she walked the roads
On other days she made hersOn some days she fought the thunder
On other days she became itOn some days she dreamed all night
On other days she lived her dreamsOn some days she rained on valleys
On other days she danced in themOn some days blew the winds
On other days flew with themHer favourite days were when she became both
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Thought Abyss - Lost In My Head
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