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It's simple and eternal |
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The sum of where we're made |
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Across the land we circle |
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Inside is where we're raised |
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As nations keep on marching |
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As borders break and fall |
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The guardian eye is watching |
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The hawk who sees it all |
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I know you're aching to move on |
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It doesn't matter where you are when you belong |
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Something close to love |
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But more mysterious |
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I'll hold you in the shadow of my arms |
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Always close to love |
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But more victorious |
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Can you feel this empire being born |
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The pull of where you're from is far too strong |
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It's honest and it's brutal |
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There's beauty in its strength |
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It's never less than truthful |
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It's born from innocence |
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Break through the web that I have spun |
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It doesn't matter where you are when I am gone |
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Something close to love |
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But more mysterious |
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I'll hold you in the shadow of my arms |
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Always close to love |
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But more victorious |
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Can you feel this empire being born |
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The pull of where you're from is far too strong |
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Always close to |
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Always close to |
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Always close to |
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Always always |
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Something close to love |
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But more mysterious |
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I'll hold you in the shadow of my arms |
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Always close to love |
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But more victorious |
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Can you feel this empire being born |
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The pull of where you're from is far too strong |
