| We were born
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| Under blackened skies
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| Black and blue and
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| The wrath of the night
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| Few kids forced
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| And the tired eyes
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| Spoon-fed war machine
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| As you walk in this and on
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| And you call into your own
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| Stars are falling down on you
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| Stars are falling down on you
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| And it takes you away
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| Life’s tale is on the road
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| In the season of the torch
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| All you people come and look upon
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| The child behind the thorns
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| But always longs for more
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| Stars are falling down on you
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| Stars are falling down on you
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| And it takes you away
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| You’re facing how long into the wind?
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| And soon you find you way on your knees to begin
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| There’s beauty found in the fall
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| (When) we learn to crawl
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| Learn to crawl
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| Born into the gilded cage
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| Tied in ribbons and awards
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| Came upon its deepest thoughts
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| Though it’s sour we will worn
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| Never knowing trapped and torn
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| You’re facing how long into the wind?
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| And soon you find you way on your knees to begin
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| There’s beauty found in the fall
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| (When) we learn to crawl
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| Learn to crawl
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| Learn to crawl
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| You is your broken heart
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| There’s a rose for your requiem
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| Come down
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| And crawl again
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| And reborn!
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| Come down
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| And crawl again
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| And reborn!
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| Stars are falling down on you
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| And it takes you away
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| The higher way is down
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| There’s a deeper life that’s yet to be found
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| More than what we have known
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| You’re facing how long into the winds?
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| And soon you find you way on your knees to begin
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| There’s beauty found in the fall
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| (When) we learn to crawl
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| Learn to crawl
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| Learn to crawl |