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There was a time |
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When I called the night my friend |
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And felt no pain |
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Only a child |
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And the light of innocence |
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Burned bright as day |
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Flesh and blood |
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The ties of life we're one and same |
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Pure freedom |
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Born to share his brother's name |
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Feeling the rain |
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I've felt a thousand times before |
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Yet it seems so cold |
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Dove white as snow |
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Trying to weather one more storm |
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Lays on the ground |
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Broken wings |
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Helpless from the fate it's given |
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Fragile thing |
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I couldn't save it from it's cruel end |
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Innocent one |
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Comes upon a cold device |
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And time stands still |
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Sound of a shot |
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And his heart turns cold as ice |
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Life unfulfilled |
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All my guilt |
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I wished I was the one to die |
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Brother killed |
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Now I live to question why |
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Search my soul to try and find a reason |
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Losing faith in all that I believe in |
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Shade my eyes |
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From the windows of the past |
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Too late to save |
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Promise has died |
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With a vision that can't last |
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To fate a slave |
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Piece by piece |
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I've tried to mend my heart forsaken |
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No release |
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A nightmare and I can't awaken |
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Search my soul to try and find a reason |
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Losing faith in all that I believe in |
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Now I know that the bird was a sign |
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The blame for this forever will be mine |
