Peasant the wind

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i am speaking for the wind
blowin on my door
and its saying words i know
but in a different order
i am talking to a man
whos always in my dreams
and saying words i know
but in a different order
we try so hard to forget its true
but tonight ill come to you
but i guess well start and away we'll ride
on this helpless train of fear
but no ones lost and no ones found
if were all here for good
everything you should
you try so hard to forget all about
the darkness and the doubt
well im on my knees and i let it out
and i cant regret no more
converge with me and you will see
this isnt what i want
well i change my mind so many times
i rather go than not
i am you (ooooh)
i am you (ooooh)
oh i am you (ooooOoh)

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