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From out of the darkness, before there was time |
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There came a sound that enters the mind |
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Through a door that's deep in your soul |
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Through every pore of your body it goes |
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And in a light too bright to behold |
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Is a truth more shiny than gold |
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And as sure as this candle burns |
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Every soul must return |
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Into the light, into the light |
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From out of the light there comes a story... |
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Open your mind, and feel the glory |
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What's the hurry to die without trying? |
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If you could sell your worries (sell your worries) |
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Would anyone buy 'em? (oh no) |
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And for every flower that grows, even a baby knows |
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That as sure as the candle burns |
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Every soul must return |
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Into the light, into the light |
