| It’s not real
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| Drowning in an ocean as black as night
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| Summer rain so loud
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| It hurts your face so coldly
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| Takes away the fury that shines so bright
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| And pushed away the clouds
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| When you think everything’s gone wrong
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| And your feelings are all too strong
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| It’s bad enough
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| Don’t you think it’s crazy to just take flight?
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| This is me
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| Burning just as high as the city lights
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| All your wars are won
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| There’s no talking to you
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| All the pages written have turned to white
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| And they’ve all begun
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| To be something that you can’t read
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| Into something that will succeed
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| Say a prayer
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| That’s the good news daily, oh, well, that’s life
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| Hey, maybe you can’t change the world
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| But don’t run away
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| And don’t be so deeply concerned
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| You own every day
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| Well, maybe you can’t change the world
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| It’s yours anyway
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| Here today
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| Can you feel the power under your skin?
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| Dreams that come alive
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| It’s a big illusion
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| Counting up the favours that you could win
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| If you take the dive
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| That’s the chance that we all must take
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| And be sure that you don’t forsake
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| So it goes
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| Everything without, everything within
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| Hey, maybe you can’t change the world
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| But don’t run away
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| And don’t be so deeply concerned
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| You own every day
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| Well, maybe you can’t change the world
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| It’s yours anyway
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| Life goes on
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| Innocent the baby with eyes so clear
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| No one knows his name
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| And I swear that’s holy
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| Things will be the same for a million years
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| No one takes the blame
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| But the sun will come up each day
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| And the moon will be on its way
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| Rich or poor
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| Well, it’s all the same in the valley of tears
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| Hey, maybe you can’t change the world
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| But don’t run away
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| And don’t be so deeply concerned
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| You own every day
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| Well, maybe you can’t change the world
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| It’s yours anyway
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| Hey, maybe you can’t change the world
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| But don’t run away
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| And don’t be so deeply concerned
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| You own every day |