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I will confront you at last you dreaded emptyWhen I met you in others I fell in loveFrom the bottle, to the cradle, to the needle to the bedWe all need something to deliver us from dreadBut I believe in truthOut of this noise, here comes the stillnessOut of this chaos, here comes the orderOut of this language, out of this languageOut of these wordsAnd a hollow man leaves you empty-handedWith fingers carved from Asian ivoryFrom the cradle, to the treadmill, to the rocker, to the last sighSome are made happy when something diesOut of this noise, here comes the stillnessOut of this chaos, here comes the orderOut of this language, out of this languageOut of these wordsSongtexteShitsujo, seijaku, shinjitsuShitsujo, seijaku, shinjitsu, shinjitsuOut of patience, out of deedOut of courage, out of meOut of reason, out of truthOut of conscience, out of youKonran kara shitsujo ga umareSoon kara seijaku ga umareruShinjitsu wa ai o umuOut of this
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"Out of This [Autalounge Remix]" as written by Carol Keogh Ken Mchugh
Lyrics © ROUND HILL MUSIC
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