| Windowsill, Paris, France
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| Cast a shadow of this chance
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| Hanging over Gare du Nord like I never asked for more
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| Statues on the building tops
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| Stooping for the fire we got
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| Heart’s new incantation
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| Your face bared to the sheer moonlight
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| Time flies and I’m here to ride
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| Red lights, cars zoom past, New York had a heart attack
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| Screaming into a new world
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| Sunrise at Sacre Coeur, I turn to move into the church
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| Silence wraps around my head like everything I’ve never said
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| My heart is reeling, opening to let me in New day’s illumination
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| Will it rain then and drown this out?
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| I could die here and never be found out
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| Sweat freezes on my face
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| Moving forward from this place
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| Screaming into a new world
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| I’m not looking for answers at a time like this
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| I can feel this moment
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| For once let it come
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| Let it, oh God, let it come
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| Well, it’s protect or sacrifice
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| Waste my time thinking twice
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| Redirect back to earth
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| I never knew less than a heartbreaker
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| Torn down monument
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| Never be the same again
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| My new destination
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| Struck down silhouette
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| Conscience fade to black
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| Burn out your blood so blessed in your military dress
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| Heaven’s incandescent glow, honourable way to go Screaming I go screaming into a new world |