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[Bonus Track] No more wishes for the past No lingering of angels in the air Desperations and fevers last The undertows are strong here... And here I lie, another morning arise Too far away from coming home I see a face in the snow, inside my head a voice calls for me I see your face in the snow and the sun is to far away to feel And here I lie, another morning arise Too far away from coming home And could we live within the wake of hidden lies When we're too far away... From Letras Mania