| I ran an endless race
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| To leave the land I know
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| Sometimes I feel so restless
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| Some things I’ll never show
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| But you held my hand
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| Through the wind, our cold
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| And if there’s a fight, you said
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| I won’t face it alone
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| And undone is what I am
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| You won’t ever see me through
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| But as I stand tall with you, I know
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| That I’ll be whole again
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| You’ll make me whole again
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| You carried all my fears
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| You let my demons play
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| And constant lights are cast upon
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| Our path to better days
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| So in sickness and thunder
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| You’ll stay by my side
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| And if our bones must shudder
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| We’ll find peace of mind
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| And undone is what I am
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| You won’t ever see me through
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| But as I stand tall with you, I know
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| That I’ll be whole again
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| You’ll make me whole
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| And I tried and I tried to rest our fears where we lay
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| But the lights and the fights we hold they could leave us astray
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| And just try to leave me, love me, love me as I am
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| But we try, can we not do this in vain?
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| And undone is what I am
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| You won’t ever see me through
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| But as I stand tall with you, I know
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| That I’ll be whole again
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| And undone is what I am
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| You won’t ever see me through
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| But as I stand tall with you, I know
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| That I’ll be whole again
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| You’ll make me whole again |