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Stretched out on the ground |
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Too shaken to know what I'd seen |
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Came here through a door |
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That seemed too small for anything |
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As I looked to the side of me |
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The scene melted away |
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But hundreds were there to take its place |
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Brace for random shocks |
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In each day's mad design |
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Crushed by extreme demands |
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On my body and my mind |
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As I looked up to the sky |
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Dreams melted away |
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How can I face another day? |
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(It's here somewhere ... find it somewhere ... |
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Find my way home ...) |
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Help me find my way back home |
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(Time change just to change again ... |
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When will our brokenness start to mend?) |
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Faster the moments race |
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Red shift is all I see |
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And now, here come the hounds again |
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My God, does hell never sleeps |
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But as my strength nears the end |
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And hopes have faded away |
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I will push on for a better day |
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(It's here somewhere ... find it somewhere ... |
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Find my way home ...) |
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Help me find the way |
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How much can I take? |
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I'm so far from where I began |
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Can I let go of all |
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The idols of self-serving man? |
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But what's that, between the lies |
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Could it be the way? |
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(Feel it draw near ... as the smoke clears ... |
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See my way home ...) |
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Keep the faith, I'm coming home |
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Times change just to change |
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Again, when will our brokenness |
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... In time |
