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"Heaven, heaven can't you hear?" |
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I am screaming to the atmosphere. |
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No more corners there to hide, |
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Will you let me come inside? |
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Open gates, open arms; |
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Keep me silent, cool, and safe from harm. |
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You're the one, make it true. |
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I am coming to an end. |
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Let me follow into blue, |
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On demand. |
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Find me pure, find me new. |
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Things will never be the same. |
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Open arms for the unseen, |
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The unseen. |
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They often asked me in the past, |
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"Have you ever tried to count the stars?" |
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Wooden heart takes the heat, |
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To feed the emptiness inside of me. |
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Father, father can't you see? |
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I found divine and pure simplicity. |
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You're the one, make it true. |
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I am coming to an end. |
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Let me follow into blue, |
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On demand. |
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Find me pure, find me new. |
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Things will never be the same. |
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Open arms for the unseen, |
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The unseen. |
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Take your time, life's too fast, |
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To find salvation on this endless path. |
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It's far too late for open ends, |
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Embrace the unseen, with your naked hands. |
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You're the one, make it true. |
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I am coming to an end. |
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Let me follow into blue, |
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On demand. |
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Find me pure, find me new. |
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Things will never be the same. |
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Open arms for the unseen, |
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The unseen. |
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Follow into blue, |
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Follow into blue, |
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Follow into blue, |
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Follow into blue. |
