| The earth is shaking under seige
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| Every breath will meet its fate
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| Still we hunger for our moment of freedom
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| Even though the hour’s late
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| Oh, yeah
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| I find hope and it gives me rest
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| I find hope in a beating chest
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| I find hope in what eyes don’t see
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| I find hope in your hate for me
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| Have no fear when waters rise
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| We can conquer this great divide
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| This great divide
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| When every eye is on the fortune
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| Well, it can only breed contempt
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| They say blood is thicker than oceans
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| Still we box our brothers in
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| Oh, yeah
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| I find hope and it gives me rest
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| I find hope in a beating chest
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| I find hope in what eyes don’t see
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| I find hope in your hate for me
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| Have no fear when waters rise
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| We can conquer this great divide
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| Whoa oh oh oh whoa
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| Whoa oh oh oh no
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| Said, whoa oh oh oh whoa
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| And we’re gone
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| And we’re gone, yeah, yeah
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| And we’re holding on
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| And we’re holding on
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| And we’re holding on, woah
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| I find hope and it gives me rest
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| I find hope in a beating chest
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| I find hope in what eyes don’t see
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| I find hope in your hate for me
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| Have no fear when, have no fear
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| Have no fear, whoa
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| Have no fear when waters rise
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| We can conquer this great divide
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| This great divide
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| Whoa oh oh oh whoa
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| Say, whoa oh oh oh whoa
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| Whoa oh oh oh whoa, yeah
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| Whoa oh oh oh woah
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| Sing, whoa ho ho |