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From the wilderness we arose |
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Spread our wings in search |
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For answers to eternal questions |
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Life after death |
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The meaning of birth |
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Sometimes we see it |
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But most times we deny |
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Too afraid to live |
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Then we die |
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Living for dying |
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In fear of goodbye |
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Always prepared |
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Then we die |
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Sometimes we see it |
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But most times we deny |
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Too afraid to live |
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Then we die |
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Living for dying |
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In fear of goodbye |
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Always prepared |
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Then we die |
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Easy to point fingers |
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So quick to disrespect |
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What lie right ahead |
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Blinded by the awe for death |
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As we hear the clock ticking |
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We search and swallow lies |
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We forget what is of value |
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Then we die |
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Sometimes we see it |
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But most times we deny |
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Too afraid to live |
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Then we die |