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There's a light that's shining down on me |
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And it gets brighter every hour |
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Every chance it gets me down on my knees |
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As I try to keep my hope and power |
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I should know when the sunset hits the sand |
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The light of moon, gleams gently in the snow |
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And the night comes down on me |
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When I'm in need of a heartbreak |
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I make my way where I know I don't belong |
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To the place I shouldn't go, no, no |
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Once you've played your cards out |
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You're about to take the fall |
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Though in your search for freedom |
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You insist on standing tall |
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Though the one's that blind you |
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Are the one's you choose to call |
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Oh once again, once again the writing's on the wall |
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Feel the heat that's coming down on me |
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Getting warmer every hour |
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I try to reach, but feel helpless |
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I try to zoom |
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But this tattered lens is old |
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But what I still hold |
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Like a desperado |
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Who has blisters on his hands |
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Everywhere that he goes |
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He is forced to take a stand |
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And in his search for freedom |
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He might falter, he might fall |
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Oh once again, once again the writing's on the wall |
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Well let's try this all again |
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Gather all your troops and let the rush begin |
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See paradise will find you |
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If you choose to raise your hand |
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Though you're feeling weakness |
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Well just get back up again |
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Once you've let your heart out |
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And you've watched it take the fall |
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Later you'll feel free cause it wasn't it at all |
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Then the one who'll find you is the one fate meant to be |
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The things that meant to blind you |
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Now enable you to see yeah |
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Oh once again, once again, the writing's on the wall |
