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Standing firm on this stony ground
The wind blows hard
Pulls these clothes around
I harbour all the same worries as most
The temptations to leave or to give up the ghost
I struggle with words for fear that they'll hear
I wrestle with an outlook on life
But Orpheus sleeps on his back still dead to the world
That shifts between darkness and shadowy light
Sunlight falls, my wings open wide
There's a beauty here I cannot deny
And bottles that tumble and crash on the stairs
Are just so many people I knew never cared
Down below on the wreck of the ship
Are a stronghold of pleatures I couldn't regret
As Orpheus keeps to his promise and stays by my side
But the baggage is swallowed up by the tide
Tell me, I've still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Believe me, when this joke is tired of laughing
Sleepers sleep as we row the boat
I will hear the promise of my Orpheus sing
Just you, the weather, and I gave up hope
Were fuel for the fire and straw for our backs
But all of the hurdles that fell in our laps
Still the voices have stories to tell
Of the power struggles in heaven and hell
As Orpheus sings of the promise tomorrow may bring
But we feel secure against such mighty dreams
Please believe, when this joke is tired of laughing
Understand, these fires never stop
Tell me, I've still a lot to learn
I will hear the promise of my Orpheus sing
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