Dust It Off

Burning papers into ashes
 What a season
 How they fly high from the ground up
 There is yet another fountain
 Flowing over, as the night falls
 Keep dreaming away
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 If you hold on to that past
 Don't you lock yourself inside
 
 Nothing has been done before
 It's the most virgin dress you could possibly wear
 Mess it up
 Time is up
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 Hold your memory for a moment with a blind hand
 Write some stories for tomorrow
 From the bottle of amnesia
 Find instructions to salvation
 To oblivion supreme
 Don't be tempted to look back
 It has all happen before
 Someday miraculous spread
 Will forgive every cowardly thing that you've done
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 That I've done
 Dust it off
 (That you've done)
 That we've done