| Running with my eyes closed
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| Weary flesh and bone
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| I can feel the fire
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| Burning in my lungs
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| Maybe there’s a reason why
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| My heart pounds inside my chest
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| Saying it’s okay to take your time
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| Slow it down, you just need rest
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| I’ve been holding on with all my might
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| But can hardly catch my breath
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| Thinking maybe it’s the hope inside that comes alive
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| When it’s all we have left
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| Dancing with the ocean
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| Caught up in the tide
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| I can feel the motion
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| Pull me out to the cold and darker side, ooh-ooh
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| But maybe there’s a reason why
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| I get dragged beneath the surface
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| Every kick against the current, I
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| Sink down deeper and I ask myself
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| Is there something more than meets the eye
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| That makes all these troubles worth it?
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| Or could it be the hope inside
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| That comes alive
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| When it’s all we have left?
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| When it’s all we have left?
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| It’s alright
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| Yeah, it’s okay
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| If this all
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| Stays the same
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| Old dreams will die
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| New dreams will grow
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| But I just want
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| A hand to hold
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| A hand to hold
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| We are the flowers that are ready for rain
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| Waiting on the water to restore what remains
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| Wilted hearts harmonize together in pain
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| Singing hallelujah while we wait (A hand to hold)
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| Echoing voices from inside of the hall
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| Spray-painted pictures on the side of the wall
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| Looking for meaning in the midst of it all
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| Are we even listening anymore?
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| Maybe there’s a reason why
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| This world spins around in circles
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| Like it’s giving us another try
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| Every sunrise to find purpose
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| Has it been happening all this time
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| Like another breath that goes unnoticed?
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| I’m leaving what is lost behind to find the light
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| Oh, 'cause maybe it’s the hope inside that comes alive
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| When it’s all we have left |