| Stretched out on the ground
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| Too shaken to know what I’d seen
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| Came here through a door
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| That seemed too small for anything
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| As I looked to the side of me
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| The scene melted away
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| But hundreds were there to take its place
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| Brace for random shocks
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| In each day’s mad design
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| Crushed by extreme demands
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| On my body and my mind
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| As I looked up to the sky
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| Dreams melted away
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| How can I face another day?
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| (It's here somewhere … find it somewhere …
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| Find my way home …)
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| Help me find my way back home
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| (Time change just to change again …
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| When will our brokenness start to mend?)
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| Faster the moments race
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| Red shift is all I see
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| And now, here come the hounds again
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| My God, does hell never sleeps
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| But as my strength nears the end
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| And hopes have faded away
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| I will push on for a better day
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| (It's here somewhere … find it somewhere …
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| Find my way home …)
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| Help me find the way
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| How much can I take?
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| I’m so far from where I began
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| Can I let go of all
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| The idols of self-serving man?
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| But what’s that, between the lies
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| Could it be the way?
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| (Feel it draw near … as the smoke clears …
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| See my way home …)
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| Keep the faith, I’m coming home
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| Times change just to change
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| Again, when will our brokenness
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| … In time |