| Lying on my back the clouds are smiling
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| A current flies through the moonlit sky with sweet reprise
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| Hands open I’ve lost my grip
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| The stars are shining down on me as if to say, «your day is over»
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| Riding on my wave these sails are open
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| I’ve been rolling on a wind that’s never been mine
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| And all that night I’m floating
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| With the other ships
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| I remember when we came together we were just a beacon for the lonely
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| Yeah, when I’ve lost my way I walked around it
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| Yeah, when I’ve found my faith I still may doubt it
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| Yeah, this midnight air is cold and barren
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| Yeah, but the bloom of hope it keeps repairing
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| We watched the sun set fire to the sky that day
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| We warmed up to so many things we never could have made
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| And it comes to this
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| When we were young the world had lent itself to us but now we owe it
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| All we lost it
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| Yeah, we’ve lost our way and walked around it
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| Yeah, we’ve found our faith and then unwound it
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| Yeah, this midnight air is cold and barren
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| Yeah, but the bloom of hope, it keeps repairing
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| I’ll search for you and find you
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| These questions are just answers on the other side of clarity
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| I’ll reach for you and know you
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| I swear this time I’ll pour myself out for you until there’s nothing left
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| Yeah, we lost our way but found it
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| Yeah, we will live to see it out
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| Oh, hearts may break to make more room
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| Yeah, but love will find a way to bloom
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| Love will find a way to bloom
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| Love will find a way to bloom |