| There are times when you must beckon,
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| There are times when you must fall.
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| You can take a lot of wrecking,
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| But you can’t take it all.
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| There are times when i can help you out,
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| And times when you must fall.
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| There are times when you must live in doubt,
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| And i can’t help at all.
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| Two blue stars, shine o’er the hill.
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| Plead no more, now just be still.
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| Through the night, now safely there.
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| Show me something built to last.
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| Been held by the fire,
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| Yes and i’m, held by the ring.
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| You can walk on balls of fire,
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| But sometimes you might bleed.
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| There are times when i have begged you
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| And you do the same to me.
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| If you can’t or won’t admit it,
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| At least we pulled you through.
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| Three blue stars, set o’er the hill.
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| Call them back; |
| you never will.
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| All these trials, soon be dead.
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| We all need something built to last.
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| Built to last 'till time of seven,
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| Falls tumbling from the sky.
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| Built to last 'till lightness fades,
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| And darkness falls on all.
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| Built to last 'till years roll back
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| Our couch perched in the sky
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| Show me something different,
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| Or something built to try.
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| There are times when you get hit up on,
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| Try hard but you cannot give.
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| Other times, you’d gladly go With what you need to give.
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| Don’t be afraid to save your face,
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| When you have done your best
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| Now i won’t forget,
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| Next day try the rest.
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| All the stars, are gone but one.
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| Morning dreams, we found the sun.
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| Show me something built to last
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| Two blue stones, shine o’er the hill.
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| Call it back; |
| you never will
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| All these trials, now are dead.
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| Show me something built to last.
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| All the stars, are gone but one.
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| Morning dreams. |
| here comes the sun.
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| Through the night, now sinking fast.
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| Show me something built to last. |