| Loose your mortal arrows, the kind that shake the house
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| Let’s not waste this chance to strike.
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| Though you’ve heard the dangers
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| That lie beyond the walls
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| We’d regret if we didn’t ignite
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| Maybe there’s a river could take us to the sea
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| For swimming in a circle is not like being free.
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| This time silence is not golden,
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| This time silence is not golden.
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| Wait, I should not say this, there will be causalities,
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| Better to die old in ignorance.
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| Fear our faith and fathers and let the questions be
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| Still the tongue, whatever the price.
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| Maybe a vision could help hard ground to turn
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| Only if we’re brave, there’s books we haven’t burned.
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| This time silence is not golden, voices must be heard,
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| Can’t bury them, bury them, our weapons will be words.
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| Love and death and God and failure
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| Sewn in the Clothes
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| Of everyone, everyone
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| There’s more than what we know
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| I’ve heard tales of the boatman, the ocean and the swell
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| The pelican and swordfish
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| Streams that lead to hell
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| But who has gone before us?
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| Who has dared to leave?
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| Offending what was sacred
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| Eroding our beliefs
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| Think the same (Stay blind)
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| Be the same
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| Stay blind, stay blind
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| Put out that flame
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| This time silence is not golden
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| Voices must be heard
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| Can’t bury them, bury them
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| The weapons will be words
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| Love and death and god and failure
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| So will end the close
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| Of everyone, everyone
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| There’s more than what we know
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| This time silence is not golden…
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| This time silence is not golden…
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| This time silence is not golden…
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| This time silence is not golden |