| Seven
Rings in Hand |
| por STEVE CONTE |
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| * Make believes reborn |
| Myths, in mind, re-thought |
| Question all that's known |
| Legends blurred and torn |
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| * Repetir |
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| No such thing as fate for those who speed |
| A path out of time, instead of just living it |
| So many things erased before they begin |
| Hopes un-dream, instead of what could have been |
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| Fortune fades, like words in the sand |
| Just like that, it nothing, it all just seems |
| Nothing, it all just seems |
| Fortune shines, with seven in hand |
| Back to fact, make real of all that seems |
| Make real of all that seems |
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| Coro: |
| Seven rings in hand |
| Speed through nights with feet in sand |
| Seven rings in hand |
| Wonders all under command |
| Seven rings in hand |
| Wild with just one single hand |
| Seven rings in hand |
| Arrowed hearts catch fire now |
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| * Repetir |
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| No such thing as an arrow through who dreams |
| Hopes may burden, but, forever, last to give in |
| So many things need a push or pull to begin |
| Un-free to move unless another hand gets in |
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| Be it all the same, it's never the same |
| Just like that, just nothing, it all just means |
| (Nothing, it all just means) |
| If all as is, then it's never as is |
| Back to fact, make reall of all that seems |
| (Make real of all that seems) |
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| Coro x1 |
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| Memories that dance |
| Fairytales in trance |
| Know what to believe |
| Nothing is up to chance |
| * Repetir |
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| Coro x1 |
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| Seven rings in hand |
| Nights with feet in sand |
| Seven rings in hand... Seven rings in hand |
| * Repetir |
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| Seven seas in hand |
| Speed of sound through sands |
| All our hopes and plans |
| In one single hand |