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When hours turn to minutes
And minutes to hours again

When the pain turns to an ache
And then it's the ache that hurts
And not the pain

When the journey becomes the wait
And the wait becomes the journey

When the crisis stands still
It's at its worst and at its best

When beliefs hold truer than ever
And more than ever you don't believe

When playful hope is sinister regret
And playful regret becomes sinister hope

Another minute another hour
Time flies by
It's been a second

Opened my eyes and I saw
And then I began to understand



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