Quo Vadis - Newest of Nights

It's impossible to feel at home
When the crowd's come into their own
All eyes turned in attention
Forget those blind few
I can still hear your words
Through reverberation of repetition
These halls now emptied
I'll continue to live in it's paradise
It's my own jealousy that I'll haver to store
Shelved in a high place
But i'll always have a ladder nearby
Nous t'aimons
Mais, c'est impossible
Je ne t'aime pas
Je ne peux pas
J'ai le rien
Parce que
Je n'ai mon coeur
Et donc
Je ne t'ai pas
Et tu
Tu ne m'aimes pas
Nous t'aimons
Mais, c'est impossible

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Quo Vadis

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