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    My little sister, dreaming of monsters
    when will the story come to the turning-point?
    and make you happy, not being stepped on
    by strangers shadows
    every night

    my dearest brother, king of time
    breathing your own made up atmosphere
    I was down in the dark when I heard you call
    I could barely decide where your voice was coming from

    and I ran across the water
    with violent winds in my back
    I saw the famous sadness
    and it filled up evey crack

    and if your world is mine
    and if your words are mine
    and if your blood is mine
    - how could I ever leave it behind?

    Sister, sweet sister, what do you see?
    don't marry a picture that could never be
    I stand here on my toes to find your place
    I've looked everywhere, but the story keeps sliding
    further away

    and I sailed across an ocean
    On All American Winds
    on my way towards something
    -somthing my eyes had never seen

    and if your world is mine
    and if your words are mine
    and if your blood is mine
    - how could I ever leave it behind?

    you're so close now/my words coming thru
    I'm sick from this longing, but what can I do?
    I'm hanging on still to this thin thread
    I'm clinging on to the one thing that you
    never had...

    and I ran across a desert
    and it took a thousand years
    but I was never afraid of anything
    'cos there was nothing left for me to fear
    and I sailed across an ocean
    on all American violent winds
    on my way towards something
    something my eyes had never seen

    and if your world is mine
    and if your words are mine
    and if your blood is mine
    - how could I ever leave it behind?

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