in the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
from the mountains of faith
to the river so deep
I must be looking for something
something sacred that I lost
but the river is wide
and it's too hard to cross
in the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
from the mountains of faith
to the river so deep
I must be looking for something
something sacred that I lost
but the river is wide
and it's too hard to cross
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