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Yulunga - Spirit


I thought I'd found a reason to live

just like before when I was a child.

Only to find dreams made of sand would just fall apart and slip through my hands.

But the spirit of life keeps us strong,

and the spirit of life is the will to carry on.

Adversity what have I done to you to cause this reclusive silence

that has come between me and you.

For the spirit of life remains in light.

And the spirit of life remains inside. 

I never thought it would be quite like this

living outside of mutual bliss.

But as long as the veins in our arms still stand up

the spirit of life will keep living on.

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