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LYRICS:
I lived in a strange passage
Beyond dreams
Beyond senses
Where you and me
Are just an idea
Not a thing to be…
I live in another dimension
Beyond reality
In a rabbit hole
Beyond the stars
I’m just a seed
Not a whole,
A spark in the dark
And you…
You are material
Tangible
Situational.
You breathe, you eat, you touch
You hear.
You think, you move, you caress
So much richness
And still
All that gain… so much pain.
So much dakness.
I live in this place
Where everybody is scared
Surrounding me,
people don’t understand
And I try, I try hard
To give my hand.
They can’t, just can’t see
Who you will come to be.
You see?
Sometimes I think
Everything is just nonsense
And you and I, this dance
Is just a fucking extravaganze
Of a drugless trip
Of a sick mind.
An yet the conscience
Believe me -this is no science-
Is art
The art of loosing myself
In the dream, the story
The fate, the legend
Without playing pretend…
The idea.
The character.
The connection,
The heart beat rate
My head on your chest
Feeling the pulse
Not mine to reserve
And I know, It will be best
For both, to let you go…
And yet…
I live in a world where you preserve
The memory
The mind
The soul,
The conscience,
What we just share…
(The idea…)
This idea of just you and me.
We, together that came to be.
I live in a place where we..
We are just…
The idea of what it could have been.
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Title Passage
LYRICS:
I lived in a strange passage
Beyond dreams
Beyond senses
Where you and me
Are just an idea
Not a thing to be…
I live in another dimension
Beyond reality
In a rabbit hole
Beyond the stars
I’m just a seed
Not a whole,
A spark in the dark
And you…
You are material
Tangible
Situational.
You breathe, you eat, you touch
You hear.
You think, you move, you caress
So much richness
And still
All that gain… so much pain.
So much dakness.
I live in this place
Where everybody is scared
Surrounding me,
people don’t understand
And I try, I try hard
To give my hand.
They can’t, just can’t see
Who you will come to be.
You see?
Sometimes I think
Everything is just nonsense
And you and I, this dance
Is just a fucking extravaganze
Of a drugless trip
Of a sick mind.
An yet the conscience
Believe me -this is no science-
Is art
The art of loosing myself
In the dream, the story
The fate, the legend
Without playing pretend…
The idea.
The character.
The connection,
The heart beat rate
My head on your chest
Feeling the pulse
Not mine to reserve
And I know, It will be best
For both, to let you go…
And yet…
I live in a world where you preserve
The memory
The mind
The soul,
The conscience,
What we just share…
(The idea…)
This idea of just you and me.
We, together that came to be.
I live in a place where we..
We are just…
The idea of what it could have been.
Work type Music
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Identifier 2507212552221
Entry date Jul 21, 2025, 6:00 PM UTC
License All rights reserved
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Author - Composer 100.00 %. Holder Kiara Farei. Date Jul 21, 2025.
Author - Lyricist 100.00 %. Holder Kiara Farei. Date Jul 21, 2025.
Author - Song producer 100.00 %. Holder Kiara Farei. Date Jul 21, 2025.
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