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September 26, 2006

Hope Against Hope

Every time when I close my eyes
I see the gates of heaven opened up to me
But in the middle of the river of dreams
Reality, eating up on me

Every time, when I try to hide myself
All the lil’ things, they keep haunting me
Holding on to a jaded love
I keep wishing, hoping, waiting

So I fly, to the sky
Release me, Set me free
Every time, I think about the pain
As a kid growing up on a bed of roses

But one day I took a stumble, took a fall, kept falling down
I asked why? Hey why?

Every time, I take a road downtown
It was my fault no body to blame
I found love at all the wrong places
Now deserted, broken and torn apart

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