| When the world has you shut out
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| I’ll always be an open door
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| And when you unravel with doubt
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| I’ll stitch the seams right where you’ve torn
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| For everything that’s lost you are a remnant
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| A divide between the deficit
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| I know sometimes it’s easier to leave
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| Thanks for all the love you gave
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| And staying right here next to me
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| Because the only constant in life
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| Is losing someone or something you love
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| And If you find yourself out of breath
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| Restless heart, keep running
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| Through the hurricanes and lightning strikes
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| The tidal waves and the wildfires
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| Nights spent grieving tragedy
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| The urge toward coping chemically
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| If these are my final days
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| I’ll hold on to the love that remains
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| Everyone gets lost in the wild sometimes
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| If happiness strays, I hope it’s solace you find
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| Remember when you stumble under darkened skies
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| In all things bad, the good still intertwines
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| I’ve seen more death through the course of this year
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| Than made connections with the living here
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| If you’re alone know my heart isn’t far
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| I’m lost in the void right where you are |