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The Great Escape - Ilse DeLange
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The Great Escape Ilse DeLange

The Great Escape - Ilse DeLange
The leaves will fall again
The wind comes crawling in
The rain with all its sin
Captures me again
The words it threw my way
Filled my soul with pain
My anger into space
Almost finds it's way again
Questions to embrace
Feelings that you'll face
In this holy land
A desert made of quicksand
Streets that lead you there
Places of your fear
Some force, pulls you in
The shadow world

About the time I made the great escape
I was falling, falling, falling from heaven
In every picture that I drew
I saw you
Falling, falling, falling from heaven

From an empty face
The smile wiped away
Eyes that never see
Blind the deepest me
Act a small charade
Words you can’t explain
Silence louder than the doubt
Lingers in the sound
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