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What if all we were told |
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Wasn't what it's all about? |
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Would it be earth shattering our lives filled without? |
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Sentiment points to faith and a reason to believe |
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Rest assured without detail, we follow never lead |
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There were giants, standing over all |
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On their shoulders, we have strayed for too long |
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Giants, giants giants |
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We have strayed for too long |
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Ideals deemed |
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Written in stone a long time ago |
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Who were they to question? |
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Who were they to know? |
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In their stride the cracks grow wide |
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Foundations shift and moan |
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Ideas now conventional |
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Once never known |
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They were giants, standing over all |
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On these shoulders, we have stayed for too long |
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Giants, giants giants |
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We have strayed for too long |
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Giants, giants, giants |
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We have strayed for too long |
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Too long, too long... |
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They were giants, standing over all |
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On these shoulders, we have stayed for too long |
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Giants, giants giants |
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We have strayed for too long |
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Giants, giants, giants |
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We have strayed for too long |
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Too long, too long... |
