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a million ways
happy in a million ways
no more tears left to cry
no more dwelling on the past
only brilliant sunny days
but truth be told that’s a lie
haunted by memory last
golden prize in the maze
still rain falls and I ask why
ships at sea without a mast...
no more tears left to cry
no more dwelling on the past
only brilliant sunny days
but truth be told that’s a lie
haunted by memory last
golden prize in the maze
still rain falls and I ask why
ships at sea without a mast...
