| I waded through the darkest fields you’d imagine
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| Your pretty face sketched on the barrel of my gun
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| And I know you’ll be the first to welcome me When I climb into eternity
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| Oh, oh The forest always kept us warm
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| But it doesn’t feel like home anymore
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| And I know there’s bigger mountains where you are
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| And a better climate for my heart
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| Oh, oh
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| I’ve been racing the clock
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| And I’ve run out of steam
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| I am ready for my final symphony
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| Oh my body is weak
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| But my soul is still strong
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| I am ready to rest in your arms
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| Though many battles I have won
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| I lost too many friends I could count on And I know they’ll be the first to welcome me When I parachute into eternity
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| Oh, oh
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| I’ve been racing the clock
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| And I’ve run out of steam
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| I am ready for my final symphony
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| Oh my body is weak
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| But my soul is still strong
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| I am ready to rest in your arms
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| And the rain beat down on the rooftops
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| But there was no sound
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| There was no sound
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| And all my friends and family carried me They carried me home
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| Carried me home
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| I’ve been racing the clock
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| And I’ve run out of steam
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| I am ready for my final symphony
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| Oh my body is weak
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| But my soul is still strong
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| I am ready to rest in your arms
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| I’ve been racing the clock
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| And I’ve run out of steam
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| I am ready for my final symphony
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| Oh my body is weak
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| But my soul is still strong
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| I am ready to rest in your arms
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| Oh, oh |