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Something on the edge of this place |
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Something on the edge of my mind |
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Getting closer to me |
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Growing stronger in me all the time |
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The young foretell a life ahead |
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The old look back on a life that's been led |
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But I - I see nothing |
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Got too much sand across my head |
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Sit there waiting for the phone to ring |
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Hopes in the attic, tied up with string |
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On a top shelf, bottom drawer |
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Any place I could ignore |
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The falling of this hero |
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No! Don't let the child die here |
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Don't let the child die here |
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Don't let his life just fade away |
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Don't let the child die.... |
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I made a promise - my soul laid bare |
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Signed and sealed on a wing, on a prayer |
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But thrown to the darkness |
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It lies beyond repair |
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This solemn oath I swore to you |
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Has been neglected and unused |
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In a back room, not on show |
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Anywhere just not to know |
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The falling of this hero |
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No! Don't let the child die here |
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Don't let the child die here |
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Don't let his life just fade away |
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Don't let the child die.... |