| I come bearing legacy
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| That we caused jointly in our dawning land
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| I come with delivery
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| And I have wrapped it in my mourning band
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| I bring you my history
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| That I expect your tender arms around
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| Give it love and think of me
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| These are the letters from our compound
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| We see the dawning of novelty
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| (Dawning of novelty)
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| Where we embrace the grand of subtlety
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| (Embrace the, the subtlety)
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| Time finally caught up with me
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| (Finally caught up with me)
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| A mouldering image of a fleeing fugitive
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| (Fleeing fugitive)
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| Toned down but playful
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| You say your greetings with goodbyes
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| Your cup is brim full
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| Sorrow stricken with a smile
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| Now we found the cure
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| Returning to the shore
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| Change is always given to the searchers who explore
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| Now we found the cure
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| Returning to the shore
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| Change is always given to the searchers who explore
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| Don’t expect to hear from me
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| Cause I have got to feed our hungry mouths
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| I do enjoy your company
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| But we must work to keep you content
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| I see the better and worse in me
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| (Better and the worse in me)
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| I embrace the grand of subtlety
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| (Embrace the, the subtlety)
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| But you finally caught up with me
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| (Finally caught up with me)
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| A mouldering image of a fleeing fugitive
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| (Fleeing fugitive)
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| Now we found the cure
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| Returning to the shore
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| Change is always given to the searchers who explore
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| Now we found the cure
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| Returning to the shore
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| Change is always given to the searchers who explore
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| Now we found the cure
|
| Returning to the shore
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| Change is always given to the searchers who explore
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| Now we found the cure
|
| Returning to the shore
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| Change is always given to the searchers who explore
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| Toned down but playful
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| You say your greetings with goodbyes
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| Your cup is brim full
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| Sorrow stricken with a smile |