In the midst of the darkness,
the brightest light shines;
a hope in the dunkel prison cell.
The sound of the never ending bell,
the heart, the heart beating its way,
through the narrow streets of life..
Those days I will never throw away.
Those days, I remember still today.
Just the old memories of the good.
They will give me the chills.
Do you remember? I wish you could.
Maybe it would help me with all these hills.
Hear that heart. It’s you.
Yes, you make it beat this fast.
A double twist and you will hear it twice.
Oh, why does it never last?
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