We were standing and we were dreaming
We were laughing and we were counting
a one, a two, and a thousand and three
, But we did play, in this secret place
We felt the same and we were hiding
We held our breath and in slow-motion
a one, a two; ready or not here we go
, But we did Peek-a-boo, into our heart
We lived on tiptoes and doing the seesaws
We have been hidden forever ever and ummm...
a one, a two, and a million and one years
, But we did all fall down, and on our knees
we danced for the god of Darkness.
“not one, not two, but fifty five times everyday”
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