| There’s others in need of the song
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| We’ll all bury our mothers before we would like
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| But there’s time left to make right today
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| We are singing to comfort pain
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| We all want to feel high again
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| If my path is to worry, then I’ll walk in shame
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| 'Cause I’d rather find beauty in pain
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| If we fail to accomplish the tasks we’ve begun
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| The breath should fall short of the song
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| And we measure the grace of the deeds that we’ve done
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| To find peace with what’s been pursued
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| We are singing to comfort pain
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| We all want to feel high again
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| If my path is to worry, then I’ll walk in shame
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| 'Cause I’d rather find beauty in pain
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| Well we’re low in the barrel, we’re long overdue
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| With little left to invest
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| And were filled with the efforts that most times were empty
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| Find strength still somehow to go on
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| We are singing to comfort pain
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| We all want to feel high again
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| If my path is to worry, then I’ll walk in shame
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| 'Cause I’d rather find beauty in pain
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| If my path is to worry, then I’ll walk in shame
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| 'Cause I’d rather find beauty in pain |