| If no one gave you the tools to make a real life
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| And they delivered most of the parts
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| But you couldn’t get it right
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| And if your mind is blind to the walls you made in the past
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| And if the boredom of trivial roads lead to a crash
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| Somewhere up above the clouds
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| Among a million prayers
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| Files a little hope of mine
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| If someone out there cares
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| Back on Earth, I see it here
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| It shines its endless light
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| Alone like us in empty space
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| The burning star, the burning star of life
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| And there are dreams on Earth you need three lives to fulfill
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| And there are lives you’ve lived till the end by standing still
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| And we’ve got too many lives at either end of a knife
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| And we’ve had plenty of lives cut short by what we carry inside
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| Somewhere up above the clouds
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| Among a million prayers
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| Files a little hope of mine
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| If someone out there cares
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| Back on Earth, I see it here
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| It shines its endless light
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| Alone like us in empty space
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| The burning star
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| The burning star, the burning star of life
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| Tell me something I don’t know
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| Maybe I’ve lived too long
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| I’ve got a bad case of, «I told you so»
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| And it’s hard to hold my tongue
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| Back on Earth, I see it here
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| It shines its endless light
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| Alone like us in empty space
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| The burning star, the burning star
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| The burning star, the burning star of life |