Lost in space

by christopher   Feb 17, 2008


Between love and death we split asunder
under a rising sun we're going under
bright and loud as lightning and thunder
we split asunder

you take my hand
let's get it to the final end
take my hand
run this race to no man's land

so far away we will be higher than the sky
forget this moment, forget this case
we're lost in space

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