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I know you'd like to hear a songthat sings everything's alrightthe temperature is warmthe fire horses sleepso gently comes the night.. |
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Now close your eyes and starethe ground they're on is barebut once it was as deepand wild as giant's dreams |
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They're no longer there |
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And all of our desirescould mirror skies with flamessmoke out heaven's hallswho was that you called? |
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They're no longer there. |
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Here it goes again,here it goes again,here it goes again. |
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What would you leave behind when all your fields are dead? |
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When your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept? |
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What would you leave behind when those who bear your name are born to that place that you wrecked? |
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What would you leave behind when you're no longer there? |
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Would you sail to distant shoresand hide within the hazesoftly close the doorpretend the world was savedand wait for heaven's call? |
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Or would you turn and face the seaand calm decide you care |
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There's chance but if you dareand swift as honour's steedsbefore it's no longer there |
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Here it goes again... |
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To deny or despair,they're really just the sameand everything betweenit means we have to change. |
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Cos when a one forgetstheir world begins to fade |
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And all the shapes and shadesthat made their colours seewell they suddenly turn grey |
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Then they're no longer there |
