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Among the myriad of green |
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Another grief has been heard today |
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It flew tearing out again |
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All the way through the landscapes of light |
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Till the dawning is killing the night |
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And how much time will be left |
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To paint the blue on the firmament? |
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And nothing will be changed, |
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Nothing else will resist without care |
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And the last regret harder to bear. |
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Who said you're invincible is not at your side now! |
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Not at your side now! |
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Somedays we're invisible, |
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No one can see us out in the myriad. |
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Your prayers cannot prevent what's meant to be broken |
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It's gotta be broken! |
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It's not just a miracle, |
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Consider it a virtue to be caught in the myriad... |
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Caught in the myriad. |
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You made your way to the light |
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And now no reason to retrocede |
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But once it starts to burn |
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Feels so useless to capture the fire |
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And nature is ready for war! |
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(Awake again |
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It's all inside of you |
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This feeling has to stand |
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The coldest winds that freeze and bind you. |
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You're about to see |
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The true face of nature |
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The selfish won't be spared |
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Succumb in the end, that's all they search for!) |
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Who said you're invincible is not at your side now |
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Not at your side now |
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Somedays we're invisible, no one can see us out in the myriad. |
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Your prayers cannot prevent what's meant to be broken |
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It's gotta be broken! |
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Its not just a miracle, consider it a virtude to be caught in the myriad... |
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Caught in the myriad... |
