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In the ashes, it became clear |
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This place was home for you and I |
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Now in ruins, our future in fear |
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With nothing left, it was all burnt to the ground |
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I found no comfort in these uncrowded streets |
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And memories of times and the places that were there |
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I've got to pull you out from under this place |
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What do we do here? |
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Holding on still, breath, we're on our way |
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Breaking through all the pieces in the way |
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Crawling over mountains we can climb |
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We'll get out in time |
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The trail had lead me back to the places I had been |
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The smoke had cleared and opened the sky |
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I saw you buried there to my own disbelief |
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And there were tears all in your eyes |
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You said, "Now, son, they can break my heart |
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But they will never tear us apart" |
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"And we'll live just to get out of this place |
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We're picking up where we left, we're on our way |
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Don't give up, son, you know it's time to fight |
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And get out all right" |
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Sing out, sing while you can and we'll live again |
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I'll go where I find ya a meadow, we're almost there |
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And don't give up, we can fight on, I know we can |
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It's almost over, I swear, yeah, we'll make it and |
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We made it past |
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They caught up with us and know we're done |
