| A somber sky above your head
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| A lonely path below
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| And hand on heart I cannot see
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| The light to guide me home
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| And so it is the end of our days
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| So walk with me till morning breaks
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| And so it is the end of our days
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| So walk with me till morning breaks
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| We travel down this trodden path
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| A maze of stone and mire
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| Just hold my hand as we pass by
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| A sea of blazing pyres
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| And so it is the end of our days
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| So walk with me till morning breaks
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| And so it is the end of our days
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| So walk with me till morning breaks
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| A somber sky above your head
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| A lonely path below
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| And hand on heart I cannot see
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| The light to guide me home
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| So sing me songs of love and war
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| Songs of hope and pain
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| For we are lost within her tree
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| Unyeilding once again
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| And so it is the end of our days
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| So walk with me till morning breaks
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| And so it is the end of our days
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| So walk with me till morning breaks
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| We travel down this trodden path
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| A maze of stone and mire
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| Just hold my hand as we pass by
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| A sea of blazing pyres
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| And every thought and every word
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| That’s ever come to me
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| Has fallen to the grave beyond
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| With hope and memory
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| And so it is the end of our days
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| So walk with me till morning breaks
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| And so it is the end of our days
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| So walk with me till morning breaks
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| Aaaaaa… |