The dawn unfurls, unraveling tangled souls,
From playful darkness, dreams ignite and tease.
May verses soar, their melodies take hold,
A crimson song, a promise meant to appease.
What am I now, what am I to you?
Why this simplicity, this hidden grace?
The heart proclaims, in madness, tongues anew,
The dawn unfurls, unraveling tangled souls,
From playful darkness, dreams ignite and tease.
What am I now, what am I to you?
Why this simplicity, this hidden grace?
The heart proclaims, in madness, tongues anew,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ho, ho, ho, ho
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