| Bravely I look further than I see
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| Knowing things
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| I know I cannot be, not now
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| I’m so aware of where I am, but I don’t Know where that is
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| And there’s something right in front of me and I
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| Touch the fingers of my hand
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| And I wonder if it’s me
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| Holding on and on to
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| Theories of prosperity
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| Someone who can promise me
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| I believe in me
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| Tomorrow I was nothing, yesterday I’ll be
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| Time has fooled me into thinking it’s a part of me
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| Nothing in this room but empty space
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| No me, no world, no mind, no face
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| Touch the fingers of my hand and tell me if it’s me
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| Holding on and on to
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| Love, what else is real
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| A religion that appeals to me (oh)
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| I believe in me
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| Can you turn me off for just a second, please
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| Turn me into something faceless, weightless, mindless, homeless
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| Vacuum state of peace
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| On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
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| I believe in me
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| Wait for me, I’m nothing on my own
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| I’m willing to go on, but not alone, not now
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| I’m so aware of everything, but nothing seems for real and
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| As long as you’re in front of me then I’ll
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| I watch the fingers of our hands
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| And I’m grateful that it’s me
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| Holding on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
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| I believe in me |