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7. FROM THE HANDS OF VIOLETA
(BradfieldJones)
Hiding or witnessing
Screaming or whispering
Oblivion or requiem
Rejoice or lament
A folklore symphony
Threnody or eulogy
A missing piece of me
That I will never know
It is with you that I am clothed
It is with you that I am clothed
Release us when it's time
In what we lose we are defined
Gracias a la vida' you gave
As brief as a wave
But strong as lungs revived
A chorus of the despised
Striking matches in the mind
A choir leading the blind
From forgotten memories
From forgotten memories
From forgotten melodies
From forgotten melodies
Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): JAMES DEAN BRADFIELD, PATRICK JONES
(BradfieldJones)
Hiding or witnessing
Screaming or whispering
Oblivion or requiem
Rejoice or lament
A folklore symphony
Threnody or eulogy
A missing piece of me
That I will never know
It is with you that I am clothed
It is with you that I am clothed
Release us when it's time
In what we lose we are defined
Gracias a la vida' you gave
As brief as a wave
But strong as lungs revived
A chorus of the despised
Striking matches in the mind
A choir leading the blind
From forgotten memories
From forgotten memories
From forgotten melodies
From forgotten melodies
Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): JAMES DEAN BRADFIELD, PATRICK JONES
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