| Who are you
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| Who am I
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| What defines us
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| And why
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| It is the mystery of the ages
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| How did we come to lose our focus
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| The question beats inside
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| And keeps us marching on
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| Doesn’t matter if it’s not what you were told
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| Doesn’t matter if the earth is young or old
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| All that matters is the one who came to save our souls
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| We can try to comprehend the galaxies
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| But we’ll never understand their majesty
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| In an endless sea of possibilities
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| If love is the theory then that’s what I believe
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| Where are we going
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| Where have we been
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| How will we get there
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| And when
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| It is the question of the ages
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| How did we come to lose our purpose
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| The answer burns inside
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| And lights us on our way
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| Doesn’t matter if it’s not what you were told
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| Doesn’t matter if the earth is young or old
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| All that matters is the one who came to save our souls
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| We can try to comprehend the galaxies
|
| But we’ll never understand their majesty
|
| In an endless sea of possibilities
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| If love is the theory then that’s what I believe
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| All of these questions
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| These misdirections lead us right back to your heart
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| If it’s love we’re after
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| All these disasters make us who we are
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| All of these questions
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| These misdirections lead us right back to your heart
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| If it’s love we’re after
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| All these disasters make us who we are
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| Doesn’t matter if it’s not what you were told
|
| Doesn’t matter if the earth is young or old
|
| All that matters is the one who came to save our souls
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| We can try to comprehend the galaxies
|
| But we’ll never understand their majesty
|
| In an endless sea of possibilities
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| If love is the theory then that’s what I believe |