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When the morning weeps |
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Endless sky is near |
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And the road you choose |
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By my hand is lead |
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In the morning light |
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All is clean and young |
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And the spider webs |
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Shine like silver threads |
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But you must not fear the dark |
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I will watch over your sleep |
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Until the morning comes |
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All wounds have to fade |
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I will, I will |
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I will watch over your sleep |
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Lead me |
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Please guide me |
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Unchain me |
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Untie me |
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I see your shadow |
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Your shape on the wall |
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But I cannot hear your voice when it calls |
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Can you tell dreams from reality? |
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Can you tell sense from insanity? |
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Sometimes it all melts down |
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And mix into half-lies |
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Half-lies |
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But you must not fear the dark |
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I will watch over your sleep |
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Until the morning comes |
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All wounds have to fade |
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I will, I will |
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I will watch over your sleep |
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But you must not fear the dark |
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I will watch over your sleep |
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Until the morning comes |
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All wounds have to fade |
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I will, I will |
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I will watch over your sleep |
