| We see light pass through the door
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| Down through the lasting nighttime
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| You’ve had the back seat lately
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| She just left right through the door
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| Out to the breaking day
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| You’ve left without a trace this morning
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| Never really read between the lines
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| Never heard a word or saw the signs
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| There were just a few who always knew
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| That rain would follow marble skies
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| Rolling in the darkness of your mind
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| Coloring the water of your life
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| Look across the plain, the shadow
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| Soon the fields will bloom again someday
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| Take us as we are
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| We have gone too far
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| Let the water rise
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| We have found the way, marble skies
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| Now we’ve all been told
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| That we were all sold
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| If taking a footing and everything with it
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| Back into a land
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| Where it all began
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| They’re finding the pathways that are overgrowing
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| Never really read between the lines
|
| Never heard a word or saw the signs
|
| There were just a few who always knew
|
| That rain would follow marble skies
|
| Rolling in the darkness of your mind
|
| Coloring the water of your life
|
| Look across the plain, the shadow
|
| Soon the fields will bloom again someday
|
| Take us as we are
|
| We have gone too far
|
| Let the water rise
|
| We have found the way, marble skies
|
| Take us as we are
|
| We have gone too far
|
| Let the water rise
|
| We have found the way, marble skies
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| Take us as we are
|
| We have gone too far
|
| Let the water rise
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| We have found the way, marble skies |