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I can feel the sands of time |
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Passing through the hourglass |
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And it shimmers in my eyes |
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As I linger in the wake |
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As eternity escapes |
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I begin to realize |
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We'll walk a thousand miles just to see for ourselves |
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Look behind our eyes |
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Find our hell |
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And in the light of the sun we go |
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Through rain and raging snow |
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To find the things we do not know |
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I will go |
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Never laying low |
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Just tell me how to breathe |
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And I will make it so |
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You must know |
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That this is not for show |
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And if you are not wise |
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(It will) Be your demise |
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Once I walked along a field |
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Another nightmare in my mind |
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And beheld the fearful symmetry |
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Everything was beautiful |
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Even things that were dead |
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And I surged with violent imagery |
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I walked a thousand miles just to see for myself |
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Looked behind my eyes |
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And found my hell |
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And in the light of the sun we go |
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Through rain and raging snow |
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To find the things we do not know |
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I will go |
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Never laying low |
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Just tell me how to breathe |
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And I will make it so |
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You must know |
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That this is not for show |
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And if you are not wise |
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(It will) be your demise |
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We come to honor; to stand or die |
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To pass the hours of our lives |
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We burn the silence and all the lies |
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To fuel the fire inside our eyes |
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We all go! |
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And in the light of the sun we go |
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Through rain and raging snow |
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To find the things we do not know |
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I will go |
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Never laying low |
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Just tell me how to breathe |
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And I will make it so |
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You must know |
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That this is not for show |
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And if you are not wise |
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(It will) be your demise |
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Come to honor |
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Stand or die |
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Fuel that fire in your eyes |
