| I know that wisdom comes from despair
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| And I realize it’s harder to find your own voice
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| Than to follow one already in the air
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| And as our time draws nearer
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| I wonder just when we stopped being young
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| And I know my greatest deeds will go unnoticed
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| And our treasures were here all along
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| Child of the earth hear my confession
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| Please don’t tell me that it’s overdue
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| And from the four corners of the universe
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| I will make my way to you
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| A gentle touch known only to each other
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| And a breath that comforts like the rain
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| And a taste no other shall ever know
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| That upon my tongue shall remain
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| Child of the earth heal me with your whisper
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| Hold me close to your breast
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| Dress my wounds with your innocence
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| I am weary let me rest
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| Let your rain wash over me
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| You know all I ever hoped to be
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| Is half of what you are to me
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| So take me from this island
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| Lead me to the mountains of the moon
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| As long as you lead I will follow
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| And the end of time will be too soon
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| Child of the earth hear my confession
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| Please don’t tell me that it’s overdue
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| And from the four corners of the universe
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| I will make my way to you
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| Child of the earth heal me with your whisper
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| Come and hold me close to your breast
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| Dress my wounds with your innocence
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| I am weary let me rest
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| I am weary
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| I am weary
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| I will make my way to you
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| I will make my way to you
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| I will make my way to you |