| Got to leave here this morning
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| Got to get myself away
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| I’ve tried so hard to be winning
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| Now I must lose if I stay
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| Leave the grey broken morning
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| Heading out towards the sun
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| Does its fire really burn
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| Or is it just a dream
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| Hesitation can fatal
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| If there’s hope then I must try
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| But an ember that is burning
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| Without fire will surely die
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| Got to keep the fires burning
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| It’s like a candle to the sun
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| Does its fire really burn
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| Or is it just a dream
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| Chase the promise of the new day
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| Follow through lest it go by
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| Heed the sounds of distant laughings
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| Heed them will or they may die |