Tiny lights dance inside his eyeThey dance with the careof snowflake fliesThey talk all day and whisper all nightIs that anyway to liveSay goodbyeAccept this fate without any angerSay goodnightTurn out the light and close the door on your way outTiny voices inside his mindThey sing with the whine of Christmas timeAn empty letter he could've leftIs that anyway to dieSay goodbyeAccept this fate without any angerSay goodnightTurn out the light and close the door on your way outTiny lights dance inside his eyeThey dance with the careof snowflake fliesThey talk all day and whisper all nightIs that anyway to live or dieSay goodbyeAccept this fate without any angerSay goodnightTurn out the light and close the door on your way out
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