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Let's keep our freedom, you and I
Silk and masks we'll throw at our feet
And let my acts remain illogic
I've never learned to live otherwise

Let's be the first to start our move
I will play the whites today
And you, keep on going your way
Save yourself in the twilights of the dark rooms

A hundred steps backwards, silently on fingers
Fly my soul, don't stay here
A hundred steps backwards, there is no more attraction

A hundred steps backwards, silently on fingers
Fly my soul, don't stay here
A hundred steps backwards, there is no more attraction
There is no more attraction

Backwards, from weekends to Thursdays
Backwards, from finish to the sources
And let my acts remain illogic
I've never learned to live otherwise

A hundred steps backwards, silently on fingers
Fly my soul, don't stay here
A hundred steps backwards, there is no more attraction

A hundred steps backwards, silently on fingers
Fly my soul, don't stay here
A hundred steps backwards, there is no more attraction
There is no more attraction

A hundred steps backwards, silently on fingers
Fly my soul, don't stay here
A hundred steps backwards, there is no more attraction
There is no more attraction
There is no more attraction
There is no more attraction