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Life; at its best, you are doing fine |
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But you're blind, it's china you hold |
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As it breaks, suddenly it's clear; beautiful but transitory |
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But we won't break easy, we won't give in to all unbearable pain |
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We'll pull through, we won't crack, we'll endure and survive |
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Oh, transitory |
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Pain is as life itself |
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Evanescent as it fades |
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Transitory! |
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Life; all you've got, all was swept away |
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Now you see what there is to miss |
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Suddenly you're stronger than you thought |
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As you know it's transitory |
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Cause we won't break |
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Survival is all we've got and our unbearable grief |
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We'll hold on and won't crack |
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And we'll value all life |
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Oh, transitory |
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Pain is as life itself |
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Evanescent as it fades |
