| A long time ago there lived a man
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| He was searching for an answer
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| He had seen it all, faces in the mirror
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| Alone in that room made him shiver
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| Burning candles, seeing shadows in the night
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| Bringing back memories in mystical light
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| Holy spirit in an unholy night
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| Enlightenments never felt so right
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| We don’t know
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| If we Lived our Lives Before
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| Is it a dream or just a fantasy
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| We don’t know
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| If we Lived our Lives Before
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| Is it a dream or just a fantasy
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| Fantasy
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| On his journey learning all about life
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| He was dreaming of the past
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| Praying day and night, looking for a solution
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| But in the end there’s only confusion
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| Burning candles, seeing shadows in the night
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| Bringing back memories in mystical light
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| Holy spirit in an unholy night
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| Enlightenments never felt so right
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| We don’t know
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| If we Lived our Lives Before
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| Is it a dream or just a fantasy
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| We don’t know
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| If we Lived our Lives Before
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| Is it a dream or just a fantasy
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| Fantasy
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| We don’t know
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| If we Lived our Lives Before
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| Is it a dream or just a fantasy
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| We don’t know
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| If we Lived our Lives Before
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| Is it a dream or just a fantasy
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| We don’t know, oh
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| Is it a fantasy or just a dream, yeah
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| We Lived Our Lives Before |