| If there was one then there’s the rest
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| Those who belong and then the guests
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| We’ve been safe inside what once was the frontier
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| Take a moment to remember that you were here
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| Hold the remote control across the battle line below
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| Command to what you ought here
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| The mediator it’s drawing close
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| We’re losing heart but holding on
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| Soft is weakness
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| We’re coming in low and way too fast
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| So there is one and there’s the rest
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| We never lost but in duress
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| I wouldn’t raise alarm just yet
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| All though we’re hanging by a thread tied to what we might get
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| Hold the remote control across the battle line below
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| Command to what you ought here
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| The mediator it’s drawing close
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| We’re losing heart but holding on
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| Soft is weakness
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| We’re coming in low and way too fast
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| Trust that we don’t crush
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| We’re coming in low and way too fast
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| I believe that there’s light up ahead
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| I can see it through the words that you said
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| I believe that there is light up ahead
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| I can see it through the words that you said
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| Soft is weakness
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| We’re coming in low and way too fast
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| I believe that there is light up ahead
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| We’re coming in low and way too fast
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| I believe that there is light up ahead
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| We’re coming in low and way too fast |