| Where are we now?
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| And where are we going?
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| In an era of seeming defeat, how do we find the strength to get back on our feet
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| Because I know that we are never yet truly beat
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| There has got to be hope
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| Standing in the witch graveyard I have seen movement
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| In the eye of a crumbling world where trust is nothing
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| I search for hope for the ones that I love
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| It’s hard to look forward with each day collapsing
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| I dig deep for the triumphant achievements in our history
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| Or simply for the fact that no one in Salem was crushed to death with rocks
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| today or burned alive
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| Sometime, I have to ask where is the light in this world of darkness?
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| Progress is hiding in the cracks even when looking ahead seems like a series of
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| mistakes
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| I can see the beauty of failure in that we have got a second chance
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| Standing over the witch’s grave, I can see a change
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| We have seen change
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| In the eye of a crumbling world where trust is nothing
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| It’s hard to look forward with each day collapsing
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| Hopelessness is getting tired and I want to come alive
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| So I am going to strive for the best because dreams are what makes this world
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| turn around
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| Sometime, I have to ask where is the light in this world of darkness?
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| Progress is hiding in the cracks even when looking ahead seems like a series of
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| mistakes
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| I can see the beauty of failure in that we have got a second chance
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| Standing over the witch’s grave, I can see… Where are we now?
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| And where are we going?
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| In an era of seeming defeat, we look ahead for change to get back on our feet |