We've seen the end of mystic land.
So close,it meets the parting sun.
We've shared the thoughts that two could share
and we feel the truth magic that we send.
We've walked the earth in solitude.
So,cold,we need the warmth of sun.
We've lived the life that we could live
and we see the truth magic that begins.
We've weaved a web of mystery.
So,wide,we need the light of day.
We've worn the cloak of secret lives,
and we feel the truth magic that we send.
So when,will it end?
So when,when will me meet my friend?
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