| And the morning light was breaking
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| Slowly moving across the bed
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| He gets up without her waking
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| To the voices in his head
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| Through the shadows in the hallway
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| To the room they painted blue
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| And on the inside he is frightened
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| At a loss for what to do Until he opens up his eyes
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| And the angels all look down
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| Even closer than this life
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| Closer than your faith
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| Closer than the things that you hold dearly
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| And in vain
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| Closer than this life
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| Falling through again
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| Giving more than anything
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| That you could hope to win
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| And he knows his life is changing
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| It’s never easy letting go For the first time you are mortal
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| As the child before you grows
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| And he wonders at the sight
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| Of the joy that he has found
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| Even closer than this life
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| Closer than your faith
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| Closer than the things that you hold dearly
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| And in vain
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| Closer than this life
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| Falling through again
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| Giving more than anything
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| That you could hope to win
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| And what would you intend to find?
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| Solitude? |
| your peace of mind?
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| Holding out for something less
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| Than touching the hand of god?
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| Even closer than this life
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| Closer than this faith
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| Closer than the things that you hold dearly
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| And in vain
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| Closer than this life
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| Falling through again
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| Giving more than anything
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| That you could hope to win
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| Closer than this life
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| Closer finally
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| Living for the only thing
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| You ever made complete
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| Oh, for the one thing
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| That you both did perfectly |