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I'm standing here in this place alone |
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I often wonder will there be an ending to this |
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One by one, I watch them fall |
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To dust, to rise and then collapse again |
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Decide |
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Is this my life's design? |
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The only reason to believe it |
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Is to watch how the common come |
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Waiting for their lives to burn out |
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Although some things collapse with time |
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We still stop to stare back at the ashes |
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As structures burn and statues fall |
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I'll still be standing here |
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For now... |
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We face the sky, another point of light |
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And think that one day, we might find an answer |
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And know that tomorrow is probably gone |
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We've come so far just to go back again |
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Rewrite what cannot be defined |
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I'm losing sight of all that matters |
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Dying to live, we're just waiting to die |
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I won't let my memory die too |
