| Every day all around us
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| We see the consequences of silence
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| Manifest themselves into the form of discrimination, violence, genocide, and war
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| Silence is the residue of fear
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| Is this buried within
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| Or carved into stone?
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| Can we overcome?
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| We speak in silent voices
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| Enslaved to tragedy
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| We’re longing for a purpose
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| To break these chains
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| And set us free
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| What is a life without purpose?
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| Since we were young we’ve all heard this
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| So we’ve been searching for the meaning
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| But we can barely scratch the surface
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| What does it mean to be alive?
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| Consumed by darkness as if it brings us light
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| Burdened by the weight it carries
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| Do we need it to survive?
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| We speak in silent voices
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| Enslaved to tragedy
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| We’re longing for a purpose
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| To break these chains
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| And set us free
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| When every waking moment is spent
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| Digging endlessly
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| Our hollow bones begin to show
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| As we keep losing sight
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| Of what the message was all along
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| Concealed behind these walls
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| Confused and captured souls
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| Disguised, exposed
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| Will we be crushed under the weight?
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| We are all consumed by the darkness as if it brings us light
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| Burdened by the weight
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| Do we need it to survive?
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| Do we need it to survive?
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| Do we need it?
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| We speak in silent voices
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| Enslaved to tragedy
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| We’re longing for a purpose
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| To break these chains
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| And set us free |