| Ancient like the water
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| Dissolves my selfish leanings and all the others
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| Guide me
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| You beside me
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| With conviction—my lost invention
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| My child is starving
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| But you keep me, you keep me
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| I’ve been locked and you’re the key
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| You keep me, you keep me
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| You keep me 'til I’m ready to be free
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| Too many wasted days and nights
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| Obsessed with the flickering bits of my life
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| Forgetting what giving and living can be—what it can mean
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| First forgiving myself and stepping outside of my own apathy
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| To see, I just want to be
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| Patient like the forest
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| Stood through thousands fallen
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| Watched the changing evening a million times or more
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| Lead me to the water
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| Take me to the other side
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| And know how much it means, to me
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| Cuz you keep me, you keep me
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| I’ve been locked and you’re the key
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| Too many wasted days and nights
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| Obsessed with the flickering bits of my life
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| I’ve forgotten what giving and living can be—what it can mean
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| First steps to being better is doing the smallest things
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| Cuz you keep me, you keep me
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| You keep me I’ve been locked and you’re the key
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| You keep me, you keep me
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| You keep me 'til I’m strong enough to see
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| To be free |