| When I get lost in a sea of grey,
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| When I get tangled up in the wires,
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| And my only hope is a beggar’s grace,
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| It’s you that I find,
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| Before I’m blinded.
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| I can see you there,
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| In a rain of fire,
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| Reaching out for me,
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| I can touch it,
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| I can hear your voice,
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| Calling out my name,
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| I wanna touch this light.
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| When I feel crushed underneath the weight,
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| Cursing every step as I tow the line,
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| I say my prayers to a rebel king,
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| Your light shines,
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| Before I’m caught up in it.
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| Make a run make a run for the sun.
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| Make a run make run. |
| Touch this light.
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| If I could see what you see in me,
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| If I just pushed through the crippling fear,
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| Then I would run with the raging wind,
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| Then I would live again. |