Questions

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Chris Thompson - Pop

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In a dream it would seem I  went to those who close the open door Turning  the key, I sat and spoke to those inside of me They answered my questions with questions And pointed me into the night Where  the moon was a star-painted dancer And  the world was just a spectrum of light They reached to my center of reason And  pulled on the touchstone that's there The shock of that light had me reeling And I fell into the depths of despair They answered my questions with questions And  set me to stand on the brink Where the sun and the moon were as brothers And all that was left was to think They answered my questions with questions And pointed me into the night The power that bore me had left me alone To figure out which way was right

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