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Texty: Rage. Raw Caress.

This time the wind has blown me forwards
From the sick and stinking harvest
I've laid here much too long

I feel like an old and restless sailor
With his visions long forgotten
A free will much to strong

Raw caress

Right then, when darkness fell around me
And my fruits no longer ripened
And end was coming near

Returned from a safe self-chosen prison
To a storm that ripped my heart out
And took it far from here

Pain and misery left its marks on me
Start again from here
Cold reality needs to be set free
Chances now at hand

Life's a raw caress
It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress to me

It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress to me

And now, as I gather up my back bone
To rebuild it even stronger
The clouds break up again

It seems even if fortune is tragic
That a sad tale finds an ending
That's reconciled again

Pain and misery left its marks on me
Start again from here
Cold reality needs to be set free
Chances now at hand

Life's a raw caress
It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress to me

It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress to me

Reach out, the old eternal time waves
Are flowing on and on
Look up, the dawn is soon awaking
There's land in sight again

Reach out, the old eternal time waves
Are flowing on and on
Look up, the dawn is soon awaking
There's land in sight again

Raw caress

Pain and misery left its marks on me
Start again from here
Cold reality needs to be set free
Chances now at hand

Life's a raw caress
It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress to me

It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress
It's a raw caress to me
Life's a raw caress to me

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