| Lost in these times
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| Its hard to make up our minds
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| This is the reason
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| We’re convicted for our crimes
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| So we wait
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| Scars on our face
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| They show the importance
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| Of finding a way to leave this place
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| But then we’re left with
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| Nothing substantial to hold
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| And I’m afraid that
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| Our stories will never be told
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| Some people carry on
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| Some just stay right where they are
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| (Our worlds divide the sight)
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| I’d rather move along
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| Knowledge is not very far
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| (Our worlds divide the sight)
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| When innocence dies
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| It tends to shake up your life
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| Let it consume you
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| And then leave it all behind
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| I need escape
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| From the choices we made
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| And the feelings of longing
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| That are standing in our way
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| But then we’re left with
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| Nothing substantial to hold
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| And I’m afraid that
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| Our stories will never be told!
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| Some people carry on
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| Some just stay right where they are
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| (Our worlds divide the sight)
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| I’d rather move along
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| Knowledge is not very far
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| (Our worlds divide the sight)
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| Some people carry on
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| Some just stay right where they are
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| (Our worlds divide the sight)
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| I’d rather move along
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| Knowledge is not very far
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| Our worlds divide the sight
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| Don’t give up on hope
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| Don’t give up on hope!
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| Don’t give because it’s hope that binds us
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| Pain that guides us
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| Who do we trust when those things remind us?
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| It’s hope that guides us
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| Pain that binds us
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| Who do we trust when they’re not behind us?
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| Some people carry on
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| Some just stay right where they are
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| (Our worlds divide the sight)
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| I’d rather move along
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| Knowledge is not very far
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| (Our world provides the sight)
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| Now you are just where you belong
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| Take all this hope
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| It makes you strong!
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| Now you are right where you belong |