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Solitary Ground

Epica


Living at different places
Evading into various spaces
My compass has broken
I'm losing the way
An ongoing madness has led me astray

My past breaths down my neck
And it seems now that all I can do is
Go back to beginnings when all lay ahead
A fading illusion now plagues me instead

In me
There's still a place that
Fulfils me
A sanctity here that I call home
I run to
When winter descends
If I try, can I find solid ground?

I follow elusive paths, oh!
It seems they've been written in stone and the
Door to a new life is closing so fast
Burning the bridges will not bring me back

In me
There's still a place that
Fulfils me
A sanctity here that I call home
I run to
When winter descends
If I try, can I find solid ground?

Oooohhh, oooohhhh, ooooohhh, ooohhhh
Oooohhh, oooohhhh, ooooohhh, ooohhhh

In me
There's still a place that
Fulfils me
A sanctity here that I call home
I run to
When winter descends
If I try, can I find solid ground?

I know that in me
There's still a place that
Fulfils me
A sanctity here that I call home
I run to
When winter descends
If I try, can I find solid ground?

Or am I just wasting time?
Wasting time...
Ooohhh...

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