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Gypsy

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A gypsy of a strange and distant time
Traveling in panic, all direction blind
Aching for the warmth of a burning sun
Freezing in the emptiness of where he'd come from
Left without a hope of coming home

Speeding through a shadow of a million years
Darkness is the only sound to reach his ears
Frightening him with the visions of eternity
Screaming for a future that can never be
Left without a hope of coming home

A gypsy of a strange and distant time
Traveling in panic all direction blind
Aching for the warmth of a burning sun
Freezing in the emptiness of where he'd come from
Left without a hope of coming home
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