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Cimmerian ShadeIt was light seen through structureLandscapes seen through a prison cell Staring into the warm summer night Trying to focus my eyes I want to hear the silence in my drunken comfort But voices they echo on and on and on In the cimmerian shade Let everything be washed in white Into long rolling waves of light Swaying like long curtains in an open window I can never sleep tonight I want to hear the silence in my drunken comfort But voices they echo on and on and on In the cimmerian shade I want to hear the silence in my drunken comfort But voices they echo on and on and on In the cimmerian shade I want to hear the silence in my drunken comfort But voices they echo on and on and on In the cimmerian shade Cimmerian shade Cimmerian shade Cimmerian shade Cimmerian shade |