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Holding my hand and letting go
Feeling the pain and walking slow
So small in this world, and so big in my mind
This hope, feeling and warmth, love I just can’t find

I want to go home, back to bed
Deep into dream-sleep, lose my head
Let the memories slide away, disappear
Till all the convictions go, not to reappear

Flying through a sky with closed eyes
Swimming in a river filled with lies
The emptiness of an open heart, willing to give and lend
Is stuck on a path that continues forever without a bend

To break the chains, to stand once more
To cleanse the wounds, to heal the sore
Only in a dream, only in a wish is the righteousness
Out of the sleep and out of hope is where all is helpless