| Imagine you held
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| So tight your best friend
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| Left him to fly
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| And never could reach him
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| Standing at the peak where two waves meet
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| Are you just beyond the other side of music?
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| Peering like a flower never taught to grow
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| Someone fond of living always will remember
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| We are blessed, we endure
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| Our eyes always looked
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| Dark and the same
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| What does he see
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| Who returns his smile?
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| And when Car’s a sword it’s wit that stings
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| Now he will be used in our Father’s army
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| Not as one who kills but one who always heals
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| Can I take his burden, who am I to follow?
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| We are blessed, we endure
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| We are blessed, we endure
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| One who travels knows too well
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| The panicked call from the truck stop
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| I held tight to the phone booth
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| Envisioning last night and Car’s last mountain drive
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| We are blessed, we endure
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| I am blessed, I will endure |