| I called you up they said you weren’t there
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| Years ago I was low why should I care?
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| I wandered down where the sky meets the sand
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| Closed my eyes told you lies out of my hand
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| Deep down there’s freedom
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| Deep down there will be a reason
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| At the end of the season
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| We will rise from this treason
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| I walked around under moonlit skies
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| All alone going home hoping to fly
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| Face down in the ocean always gasping for air
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| Saw your face full of grace trying not to care
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| Deep down there’s freedom
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| Deep down there will be a reason
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| At the end of the season
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| We will rise from this treason
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| I walk empty halls wondering what is true
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| Behind the garden walls I search for you
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| Deep down in the ocean deep down in the sea
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| Saw your face full of grace searching for me
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| Deep down there’s freedom
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| Deep down there will be a reason
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| At the end of the season
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| We will rise from this treason
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| Deep down there’s freedom
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| Deep down there will be a reason
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| At the end of the season
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| We will rise from this treason
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| We will rise from this treason
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| We will rise from this treason
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| We will rise from this treason |