| I’ve been sleepin' in my mind
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| But my heart is risin', risin' with the tides
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| Floating on a wave, buoyed by the sea
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| Carry me away ‘cause the world is not for me
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| If I could see through different eyes
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| From ten thousand foot skies, I’d navigate the lies
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| & Never fear demise, nor be timid of the rule
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| How can I grow wise if never I’m a fool?
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| Home, home is in my heart
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| So why do I get lost in the crowd?
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| Trying to be proud
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| I must be quiet enough to hear sound
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| The song inside my soul as it echoes in the clouds
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| I’m going to sing it loud
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| I’m going to sing it loud
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| Raindrops ripple as I breathe
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| I can feel the deep blue miles from my feet
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| Coming up for air, conscience coming clean
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| I have left the past at the bottom of the sea
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| Home, home is in my heart
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| So why do I get lost in the crowd?
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| Trying to be proud
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| I must be quiet enough to hear sound
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| The song inside my soul, I’m going to write it down
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| I’m going to sing it loud
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| I’m going to sing it loud
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| Oh, no matter where you land
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| Or how far you may fall
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| You have heart; |
| you have hands
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| And the highest calling of our lives
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| Is to find the grace in the very place we stand
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| And rise
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| Rise
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| We will rise |