| I’m on a journey to discover my way
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| Recover the things I have left
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| My visions are blurry, I can’t comprehend
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| The things that I’ve second guessed
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| Lost in these moments, awash in my dreams
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| Afraid of things unknown
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| The sights before me are too hard to see
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| I can’t believe what I’m shown
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| A new day starts again for me
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| To let me search for better things
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| No will to live in days gone by
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| The sirens will forever sing
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| I keep on treading through this land
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| To keep this pilgrimage alive
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| My footsteps are obscured by the sand
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| This is a path I take alone
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| My faith is determined by things that I see
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| Not by things I will hear
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| To forge resolve, to find a new place
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| I won’t succumb to this fear
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| To feel a pulse that is my own
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| To know of what I consist
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| These times are trying, the way is unclear
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| To how I really exist
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| I keep on treading through this land
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| To keep this pilgrimage alive
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| My footsteps are obscured by the sand
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| This is a path I take alone
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| I take alone
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| My footsteps are obscured by the sand
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| This is a path I take alone |