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Now awake, my inner fire |
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As an image clouds the view |
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Giving way under your forceful intent |
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Lost in endless corridors |
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I try to move ahead, just to be swept away in the undertow |
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The depths are all I seem to know |
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Arrogant, self-righteous power |
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Camouflaged in noble ways |
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Fear and love now blur - as logic turns around |
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Deep inside the corridors |
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Empty lies tell me drowning is the easy way to go |
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I almost think sometimes I would try |
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Could I but skip past all my other lives |
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Dear God, please let me go |
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Don't make me have to do this all over again |
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Weakened protests disintegrate |
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In the labyrinth of your world |
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Have I let your cruel agenda |
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Have its way with me? |
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As the heavens sing life's praise |
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From a far horizon |
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Soon may I see light streaming in to |
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Brighten the paths of dreams I would choose |
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Life's compassion never leaves |
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And so sets mercy on its course |
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Softly spoken riddles urging me back |
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Into endless corridors |
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The vastness of the tide tosses me like leaves before the autumn wind |
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But who determines where I land? |
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The choices in my hand give me courage now to walk the path alone |
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Through the crossroads of life, I will try |
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Weakened protests disintegrate |
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In the labyrinth of your world |
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Have I let your cruel agenda |
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Have its way with me? |
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As the heavens sing life's praise |
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From a far horizon |
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Soon may I see light streaming in to |
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Brighten the paths of dreams I would choose |
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Walking, doorways |
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I'm walking through darkened doorways |
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And I can see a new horizon |
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Lifting my eyes to see every step I take |