| There are those among us willing
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| To get by on anything
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| Hollow hope of what is coming
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| A lifetime dangled by a string
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| But this ocean dives so deeply
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| And this river runs so wide
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| I won’t be counted one among them
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| Until my soul is satisfied
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| Brick and brick of buried hunger
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| Keeping all desire dark
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| And then we are like lions
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| We are tearing it apart
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| There are those among us lying
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| Saying nothing is for free
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| And then we are like lions
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| And we will not leave until we eat
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| Playing kings and playing peasants
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| Do we get what we are owed?
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| An eagle comes and talks of failure
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| A rabbit offers up its throat
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| Will they buy even our breathing?
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| A river strangled by a dam
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| Less than one percent are taking
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| So, tell me, who dries up this land?
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| Is it worse to see no future?
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| Is it worse to be afraid?
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| And then we are like lions
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| Pumping fire in our veins
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| We are born with a perfect hunger
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| We are born with a perfect need
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| And then we are like lions
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| And we are baring all our teeth
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| It is coming down the mountain
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| Fear that holds you like a cold
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| It wants to settle in your footprints
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| Keep you still from where you’re going
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| All you think you know of losing
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| All you doubt of innocence
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| That big sky still hangs above you
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| Every day just wants to quit
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| There’s no light you see to guide you
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| And it scares you just the same
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| And then we are like lions
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| Nothing dares get in our way
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| See your faithless sails drifting
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| And your truth just cut apart
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| And then we are like lions
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| We are golden in our hearts
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| And then we are like lions
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| We are standing on two feet
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| Hanging on the kitchen wall
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| For everyone to see
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| Get out your banjo
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| So we can sing
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| There are winds that wrap and hold me
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| There are whispers in the trees
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| I cannot hold all that is sacred
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| They are holding onto me
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| Kiss the years that all are dying
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| Kiss the face that makes you stay
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| They are in your rhythms walking
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| They are showing you the way
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| Breath and breath above a sickness
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| Shouting threats upon your life
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| And then we are like lions
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| We are fool enough to fight
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| It will cheat you in the balance
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| Taking more than left to live
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| And then we are like lions
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| We are strong enough to give
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| And then we are like lions
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| We are strong enough to give |