To make sure none followed where you led
I used my hair to cover our tracks
Sun set on the island of our bed
night rose
...
How many layers are there,
To this life
You peel and you open
You peel and you open
...
To be nobody but yourself
in a world which is doing its best, night and day,
to make you like everybody else
means to fight the hardest battle
...
You say that the river
finds the way to the sea
and like the river
you will come to me
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