| And when you really examine the concept of eternity
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| One will find that there is no end
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| Life after death is a concept humans still don’t understand
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| How long is eternity? |
| I don’t understand
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| Some say forever, but if it’s forever, then when does it come to an end?
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| It’s more than a concept (It's more than a concept)
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| And infinite time that we spend (We spend)
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| It confirms that our lives here on earth are a blip of existence and don’t make
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| a dent
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| As we get older, it creeps in our mind
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| The thought of the end and beginning of time
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| The life that we thought that we lived doesn’t matter
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| Approachin' the thought that someday we all die
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| I get confused when I look in the sky
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| What is this water hitting my eyes?
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| Maybe the rain is the pain and shame
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| That hits earth when God cries
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| As we get older, we don’t care what we did (We don’t care)
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| It’s not the things we receive, but the things we give
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| We try to go back to the time we were kids
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| But those shoes no longer fit
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| And then we finally realize that everyone dies
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| But not everyone lives
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| So I’m takin' a chance (A chance)
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| I’m livin' my life in the moment and not in the future that’s not in my hands
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| (My hands)
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| I’m givin' my time to the people who love me for everything that I am
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| I’m livin' my life in reality, not for a post that they’ll tap when they open
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| the 'Gram
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| I’m doing whatever it takes
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| I’m not gonna dwell on my past mistakes
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| I’m bridgin' the gap between my dreams
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| And what I see while I’m awake (I swear)
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| They say leave it up to fate
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| Well, fate favors those who take
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| 'Cause if eternity’s forever and all this is temporary, why wait?
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| Humanity’s lost (Lost)
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| We obsess the price of material things
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| But at what cost? |
| (At what cost?)
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| Then treat time like currency and spend it for applause
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| Because we think that life is just a game we can turn on and off
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| We build, we break, renew, replace
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| We nine-to-five and count the days
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| For forty years 'til sixty-five
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| Then live off what our pension pays
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| We fall in line as mental slaves
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| Our bodies work, our minds are caged
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| And that’s why people say the richest place you’ll find is at the graves
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| Full of hopes and dreams that people never chased
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| Full of feelings that we felt but never got to say (Say)
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| All the thoughts inside our heads that we kept stored and locked away (Locked
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| away)
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| As our age increased and we got old and everything decayed
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| And when we finally realize that our whole life was not a game
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| And that time was a commodity that we could not regain
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| And that we were in control, and there was no one else to blame
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| Is the day that we change
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| It’s eternity, no end (No end)
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| Eternity, no end (No end)
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| It’s eternity, no end
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| Eternity, no end (No end)
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| It’s eternity, no end (No end)
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| It’s eternity, no end (No end)
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| It’s eternity, no end
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| Eternity, no end
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| What are you doing with your time?
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| What is your definition of happiness?
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| Are you giving more than you’re taking?
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| And finally
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| If it were to all end right now
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| What are you holding on to
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| That you need to let the world see? |