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Tell me true do you still believe the prophets |
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That you found among the clouds of youthful skies |
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Broken dreams line your face like stormy weather |
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But you can't stay dry forever in the rain |
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The truth should now be plain |
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You can't go back again |
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Living through what you used to call romantic |
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Now your voice betrays the panic in your eyes |
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Love at last but you still can't seem to buy it |
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Now you're caught between the quiet and the cries |
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Oh, tears and hopeful lies |
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Make a sad disguise |
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All your life you've been chasing some uncertain |
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Now you find yourself deserting all you know |
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Though it feels like this chill won't leave you ever |
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You know you can't stay cold forever in the sun |
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Oh, raise your head and run, run, run |
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Through the |
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Days To Come |