| Been feeding, awake for something
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| The fears yet to be found
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| The thirst came like a warning
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| A creeping, unholy sound
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| And how we never could learn your ear and lay you to the ground
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| All the mothers who wake to find their light has slowly drowned
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| There’s a new horizon breaking through the waves
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| I feel my conscience falling and open at the page
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| You heard a lover’s warning calling from the bay
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| And blistered feet still walking to find a brighter day
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| There’s love, and there’s feeling
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| And there’s all you thought you needed
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| And there’s faith, and there’s healing
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| If there’s something to believe in
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| Let me know
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| Let me know
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| There’s love, and there’s feeling
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| And there’s all you thought you needed
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| And there’s faith, and there’s healing
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| If there’s something to believe in
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| Let me know
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| There’s love, and there’s feeling
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| And there’s all you thought you needed
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| And there’s faith, and there’s healing
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| If there’s something to believe in
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| Let me know
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| Let me know
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| If there’s something to believe in
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| Let me know |