| You say you see no hope, you say you see no reason
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| We should dream that the world would ever change
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| You’re saying love is foolish to believe
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| 'Cause there’ll always be some crazy with an Army or a Knife
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| To wake you from your day dream, put the fear back in your life…
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| Look, if someone wrote a play just to glorify
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| What’s stronger than hate, would they not arrange the stage
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| To look as if the hero came too late he’s almost in defeat
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| It’s looking like the Evil side will win, so on the Edge
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| Of every seat, from the moment that the whole thing begins
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| It is…
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| Chorus:
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| Love who makes the mortar
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| And it’s love who stacked these stones
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| And it’s love who made the stage here
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| Although it looks like we’re alone
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| In this scene set in shadows
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| Like the night is here to stay
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| There is evil cast around us But it’s love that wrote the play…
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| For in this darkness love can show the way
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| So now the stage is set. |
| Feel you own heart beating
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| In your chest. |
| This life’s not over yet.
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| so we get up on our feet and do our best. |
| We play against the
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| Fear. |
| We play against the reasons not to try
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| We’re playing for the tears burning in the happy angel’s eyes
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| For it’s… |