| How can you keep walking through these storms
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| And beneath these fears that are slowly drowning you inside?
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| When all else has been washed away and you can’t escape these thoughts that you
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| have made
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| Onlooker, can’t you see?
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| It’s only a matter of time
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| So when the skies open up and you come back home
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| You will understand that you’re not alone, alone
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| So take my hand and keep listening
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| Keep listening to me
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| Oh, how long will these shadows keep following you before you begin?
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| Begin to stop fading
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| Stop fading away
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| You may fall
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| You may stumble
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| From your wicked thoughts
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| Of making an exit
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| Don’t be afraid, you can open your eyes
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| These demons have no place here
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| So when the skies open up and you come back home
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| You will understand that you’re not alone, alone
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| So take my hand and keep listening
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| Keep listening to me
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| Take my hand and keep listening
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| Take my hand and keep listening
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| You can open your eyes, these demons have no place here
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| So when the skies open up and you come back home
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| You will understand that you’re not alone, alone
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| So when the skies open up and you come back home
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| You will understand that you’re not alone
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| Not alone |