| Where have all the heroes gone
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| That used to bleed for us
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| Still holding on to fading lullabies
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| And fear the end when every note is lost
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| How can we know
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| If a glance beyond the shadow wall
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| Could free our souls
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| In the wake behind the virtuous we carry on
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| While listening to the poetry of lies
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| And darkened by the prosperous we carry on
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| As ignorance of human life subsides
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| They left us behind and broke our pride
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| They told us to be brave
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| But like an insect drawn to light
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| We circle around the radiance of truth
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| How can we know
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| If a glance beyond the shadow wall
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| Could free our souls
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| In the wake behind the virtuous we carry on
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| While listening to the poetry of lies
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| And darkened by the prosperous we carry on
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| As ignorance of human life subsides
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| I am you
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| You are me
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| Feel the grace
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| I set you free
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| I am the empire
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| I am learning to crawl
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| Denying the fall
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| In time I’ll stand again
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| I am bare to the skin
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| I’m refusing to give in
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| You can’t break my heart again
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| But I try
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| I keep trying
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| And I dying to forgive
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| All the matters is what’s going to be
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| I try
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| I keep trying
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| I am dying to forgive
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| I am you
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| You are me
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| In the wake behind the virtuous we carry on
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| While listening to the poetry of lies
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| And darkened by the prosperous we carry on
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| As ignorance of human life subsides |